From up here, I never really notice. Anything that moves or lies underneath doesn’t concern me, unless it’s mosquitoes, crumbs or other edible stuff. I’m not that curious, however. In fact, I tend to hole up myself in any eventuality, even the most insignificant. It’s not for lack of courage, to be clear: I like being on my own, especially with this heat that you can cut with a knife. And then as I had enough guts to venture up to here, I would have it just as much to face even that sack of bones and meat that shakes underneath every night. What are you staring at me now? Oh, I tell you: have you ever seen a gecko? Well, now that you’ve seen one, turn off that light and go back to bed. Come on, good boy, that tomorrow you also have to get up early to go to work, sweetheart!
Here, guess he heard me. He doesn’t seem frightened or disgusted. Great. Perhaps he is truly convinced that we Geckis bring luck – and only we know how long it has taken us to put this beautiful word out, far and wide, and how much luck it has brought even to those like me!
After all, the last time I saw him, if I remember correctly, he was rolling himself underneath with a female sack. He looked really happy. Certainly more than now. It will also be the unbearable heat, but it’s hard to understand these sacks. You never find them happy two days in a row.
At any rate, go on sleeping well. I’m going to take care of your t-shirts thrown on the chair, the fan that buzzes, the book you put on the bedside table after having just sifted through three pages. Reading is tiring, huh? And in English! But <i>Jurassic Park</i> is not too demanding, come on. It is only voluminous. And then tells of my cousins, only this should be enough and go forward to please you and make you devour it all in one breath!
Okay, we reptiles, especially the big ones, have never been at the top of the charts of sympathy, but you humans are not kidding, huh. Asocial and unpleasant as no one. Territorial and inhospitable, then, not to be believed: yes, you who do so much the internationalist and the tolerant, you killed so many ants and cockroaches in a month that if there was a Nuremberg process ruled by animals they would have already sentenced you four times for genocide. Don’t be witty, you! So, in a few minutes the bells will ring and shortly after your alarm. Needless to curse and swear. This is life, buddy! Take it easy and enjoy it as much as you can, the rest matters very little. Listen to your trusted gecko!