I am hiding. I need to be on your own. I am gazing out of the bushes to see if I have been followed. I want to be left alone, to be able to reflect. It is a warm day, I can feel the sun on my face I feel at ease, I am beginning to relax. I am staring into the distance wondering what the future holds. I am a loner. I am lonely. I enjoy my own company but Dog follows me. Dog is intimidating. He arrives and sits on my feet, asserting his presence. I am despondent, but what can I do? I continue to stare into the distance, I have no control of my life. I want to be left alone. Dog has tracked me down and I want him to go away. Dog likes to torment me, control me, he won’t let go. I want to escape but I can’t I have responsibilities. I vanish into my own fantasy world, where I imagine I have some control. I like the feel of nature under my feet. It is un-spoilt.