I want the mouse, I want it in every room in my house.
I want a place where I can be alone with it, surrounded by it, and surrounded by the sounds of its clicks, the sounds it makes, the voices it sings.
I don’t want to have it as a constant presence in my life.
And so, I’m ready to accept it as such.
I am, after all, an animal, and the mice are the mice, too.
And I don, in fact, want to be a mouse.
I am a mouse, and I’m an explorer.
I’m a mouse that loves to explore, I guess.
I like to be free, because freedom means no one is going to know me.
I love to be alone, but I am also very sensitive and very aware of other people.
I would be embarrassed to be in a group of mice.
That’s why I don;t want to share my home with anyone.
That is, at least, what I would like to say to those who would like me to live as a mouse on the internet.
So, I am a very sensitive mouse, like many other mice.
I have a very intense need for attention, and in the end, I think that my needs are met by the internet, but not because I like it.
In fact, I would never do it because it would be like living with a constant mouse.
For me, I prefer a quiet, isolated existence.
But I also know that there are people who want to spend their time with me on the Internet.
So, I don?t want that to be the case for me.
And that is why I would rather share my space with them, as a human, rather than live as an animal.
The only thing that has ever really scared me about living as a rabbit is the sound of the mouse in my room.
I?m not scared of mice, but there is a noise that is almost unbearable to me.
If it?s not a mouse and the noise is a mouse?s footsteps, I can feel it all the time.
And if it is a human’s footsteps, and they?re coming up through the kitchen door, I?ll be terrified of them, too, because I know that they are coming up from behind me.
I can hear them coming in through the window, I know the sound is coming from above, and from behind the kitchen window, and it?ll come in through my kitchen window.
I know they are there, but it is not as scary as I thought it was going to be.
I was not afraid of a mouse for long.
I grew up in a house full of mice in a small city in the US, so I don?,t know much about them.
When I moved to Israel, I was surprised to find out that the mouse population was very low.
It?s surprising to me that a mouse would have this much control over a human?s life.
But then, I didn?t think much of it when I was living in Israel for about a year.
The only mice I saw outside were the ones that were in cages.
And the cages didn?
t have a door or any sort of ventilation, so it was really quiet.
I did not realize how many mice were living in my apartment until I moved in with my new roommate, who was a very, very shy person, who would only talk to me on a few occasions.
I was not really expecting to be talking to mice.
But it turned out that it was actually quite a nice thing to have around.
The first day that I lived with the mouse people, I woke up early and walked into the living room, which was totally empty.
I looked at the floor and thought, What?s going on here?
There were no mice.
Then I saw that the mice were all on the sofa.
I thought, Oh, that?s how it is.
They?re still living here.
I went out and tried to get them to play.
They didn?nt want to play, so when I came back to the living area, there were no more mice.
And when I went to the kitchen, I saw the same thing, except that the table was empty.
There were also no mice, because that is where the mouse room was.
I thought to myself, I wonder what it is like for mice to live in the same house as humans?
It?ll take me a while to get used to it, but eventually I will figure out what I do.
I do not know how long it will take me to understand what it feels like to live with mice.
I really, really want to see the mice as I see them.
And it is hard to imagine a more appropriate way to do so than to watch them on the screen.
The most important thing to me is that I