Poe 1

I know not when it first occurred to me, that I should live climbed up a tree. Out on a limb, some would say, but I would say that I was safely away, from the thundering herds of my fellow primates, with their cars and their televisions and their incessant laptop tapping and typing.

Tap tap tap, sometimes in a rhythm, sometimes in a tumble, but whatever process whichever all those he's or she's used, it was all the same to me; part of the mad thundering sounds, the thundering, peace-plunderin...