Rubik

I thought about you yesterday, Rubik. It occurred to me you might not be alive when I returned home. Maybe there wasn't enough water for you to swim through. Your home wasn't good enough for you, perhaps. I am responsible for you now, not just for giving you a name and abandoning you. Not just for what I want from you, but for the whole experience. I must care for you in the necessary way, somehow hope you could be happy too. I want to train you to attack pigeons and to call me if you need anything but for a fish it could be a step too far.

The world in a bowl. Something for me to explore. We can get a friend for you soon. Someone to share the days with, to bring them more meaning. Okay, so you are a fish, and I have absolutely no idea how that feels, so I am not going to say anything is possible or not. I just want to think of what I can do for you. The world doesn't care enough about its surroundings, we should try harder, we should use the heart for every single movement. Wishing you happy days, for it's most of what we can ever hope for.