This is on the motivation by onee's Dialogue Challenge: Meet A Stranger:
I was as usual alone sitting on the bench in a garden under on big oak tree. I was as usual in my gloom mood, as was missing something.
Me: What is that I am missing?
There was no answer, but the quietness imbibed by my oneself, there were other people, too.
Me: Have I done something wrong? Have I hurt someone? Have I broken someone’s, heart?
Voice, (she): What are you thinking MI? Why are you sad, when you have done what you