I live in an ancient tree in the great forest of Noogi Oogi. We survive by eating foods produced by CorporateAmerica. Payment for this food usually comes from perspiration, occasionally aspiration and rarely inspiration. Sometimes people just steal it.
Life for me in Noogi Ooogi was pleasant enough for many years although boredom would often take hold and then my mate and I would have to chase DiversionBots. They are not hard to find but very hard to conquer. Not only are they hard to conquer; they can take captives. My Ex got lost while chasing a particularly clever one. I knew this when the elephant she always rode came home riderless. I grieved for her a long time.
Eventually however, even in my grief I felt I must have a mate. I found some females who wanted to be my mate but I didn't like them as much as my Ex and well, every time they saw her elephant, they got mad. So I gave up looking for a mate - for a long time.
As luck would have it, I was fairly successful hunting alone. Many years passed. Time does things to our memory. Things that seemed awful once doesn't seem quite as bad after years of wear . Some things that seemed pretty good once become furiously desirable. So was the case with the mate chase.
One day after a big celebration, I went hunting with my brethren and their mates. Seeing them chase the wild and wooly DiversionBots, all the time laughing and talking made me, once again, yearn for a mate.
I sold the elephant.