This morning I washed ashore on the banks of Lake Michigan. I had no clue how I got there. I stood up. I felt heavy. Soaked clothes make me feel like I'm made of lead. I guess I'm always surprised at the weight of water.
There was a family having a day at the beach. They saw me come out of the sea. I was partially covered with algae and one of the kids thought I was a sea monster. She started crying and her dad got upset at me. At first I got frustrated because I really needed some compassion. But then I thought about the circumstances and I understood where he was coming from. I apologized.
I walked a little further and laid down on the sand. I fell asleep.
When I woke my clothes were dry. I was hungry. I walked to a restaurant off the beach called Small Fry! I sat down and ordered a bowl of chili. Its a scientifically proven restorer.
As I was eating I saw a news report on the TV. The reporter talked about how the President of the United States was visiting Evanston, Illinois. He was giving a talk at the pier by the lake. I saw that I was seated a few feet from the President. I was leaning back in my chair. It helps me reflect. But then I leaned back too far and fell into the lake. There was a big commotion. The President took off his jacket and jumped in to save me. The reporter said the President and I were tragically lost at sea.
Just then Barack Obama came through the entrance to Small Fry! He was covered with sea weed. I waved at him to let him know I was okay.
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