Dear Journal,

Most of the time, I like to consider myself a good boy, listen to anyone that might be stronger than me at any given time, try to pay attention to my friends, especially those that I can see. I'd say I'm a pretty alright fella...
But sometimes...I admit, especially when I'm all alone at home, in my dimension, and there's absolutely no one else around to kill (time with), I can't help but get...an itch, an increasingly-annoying itch for some action, to cure some boredom.
Sure, now you can't really tell anyone, but last night I went on a visit, on Earth...I must have done the math wrong again, I think I was about fifteen miles or so, I couldn't even see what I was stepping on because of that pesky, stupid foam on the ground...ugh, what was it, oh, clouds! Still, I tried blowing it away...I tried taking a leak over the o-zone layer...you know, be creative and stuff, but nothing worked out, so I just decided to ignore that crappy ground foam and instead focus on my walk over the surface of Earth.

I would giggle a lot, I admit, sometimes I'd walk over a mountain or end up with some sharp building in my sole, which would tickle me something crazy! I can't even imagine how it must have been for everyone below though...my little toe alone could cover entire cities, an ocean the size of a puddle got absorbed inside a wrinkle of my sole and let's not start with the fact that it was the third week in a row I forgot to wash my feet. Oh, really...I could barely control my curiosity and excitement, I felt so many cities, forests, swamps and beaches mush in with my toejam, get consumed by my sweat or end up under my toes...I really wanted to see how it all looked like.

When I got home, I instantly sat down on the floor and inspected my soles, most of Earth slid off on the floor thanks to my creamy, slippery sweat, but a few cities still remained, as you can see, especially under my big toes. I like to curl them a lot, so that helped with adherence. I could even hear a few little screams, and many subtle, tiny noises when I put my foot down again...oh, I was SO NOT bored anymore...was a good day, journal.