write something...

"got up and dressed up..."
tied up his greasy hair in some sort of pony-tail and hoped for the best.
he had to unload so many things from his mind that even the minor movement seemed pointless.
a brand new day was arrivin', with blowing trumpets and angel annoucements of eternal glory starting: NOW!!
"bloody mutant bird-like humans", he said...
carefully, he locked the door when leaving, even knowing he would never return.