high above the busy and bustling city, a little man lived in a high tower. made up of a collection of odd objects and half finished constructions, the tower stood alone high in the sky. each day the little man would wake up, and ask himself ‘well, should we make a little day out of it?’

he’d shuffle through the various tower compartments until he reached a contraption of ropes attached to a twig basket. the little man pulled the ropes, and the basket went down into the bustling city until the little man could not see it anymore. he’d keep pulling until the basket came back up again, now filled with an assortment of items. a loaf of bread, a tub of spicy hummus, a few vegetables, and a little bag of candies.

the man picked up the basket, and then move to the couch. he’d lay on the couch on his back. after a while, he would then rotate and lay on his side. and at the appropriate time, lay on his other side. and then over again.

after the day had gone by, the little man would shuffle to his little balcony. he’d take in the beautiful view of the bustling city, and as the sun set, he’d sing a little song. “take care of your hippo campus. don’t let it drown in cortisol” and then, the little man would forget the rest of the song and stare into the distance in peace.