Today I was standing in a field. I saw a flock of geese heading South-East in their usual arrow-like formation, making noises that sound to me now like laughter. I wondered to myself: "Where the fuck are they going?".

I was there to watch the sun set and so I did. It was a cloudy evening, but it was nevertheless a slightly pleasing experience.

I looked to my right and saw something I had seen earlier. A flock of geese heading South-East in an arrow-like formation. Having nothing better to do I decided to follow the direction of the arrow. I walked for about an hour and a half. Then, amongst some trees next to a field of cows, I met a clown. The clown knocked me out and took my wallet.