(sorry it took so long and I know the title kind of sucks but I had trouble thinking of something else)
Myron glumly walked down the Terrace Park trail, his head bent down as he watched his paws slowly move their way. Some would question whether he would walk into something but he had no concern of that. He knew the park like the back of his hand, it was his favourite place to go. Usually he would be walking at a faster pace, a pensive look on his face, unlike the depressed one he wore now. Finally he reached his destination, a polished wood bench with the best view of the park. He jumped up and slouched in the seat. It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining and the grass was green. He could see many creatures with smiles spread aross their faces. Myron sighed and pouted even more. Why was he so unhappy lately? Why couldn't he smile like one of them? Nothing bad had happened to him recently, he just woke up one morning a month ago and found no purpose in his life. He had his hobbies, friends, and a healthy life but it wasn't the same as it was before. There was something missing and yet, he could not figure it out. It was like trying to piece together a puzzle but some parts were missing.