Synopsis

Eat Pear, Get up.

Wake up

Rise and shine with pears.

This drink is the juice of a raw pear.

I don't know what powers it has, but I do know that many people drink it.

I'm actually the one who makes and sells it, and it all started with one incident.

My intestines became very bloated. The dehydration got worse,

I couldn't do the things I used to do.

Then I had an idea.

What if there really is a God, and he's waiting for me?

what if I could create the motivation to look up and see him again and catch him?

I grabbed the marker and walked to the convenience store.

I stood in the convenience store and thought.

Hmmm. . . What flavor should I try?

I saw the liquor section. Two-thirds of the drinks were alcoholic, which I had never tried.

I slapped my cheek again, looked inside again, and decide.

If it's nutritious, I'll be dependent on the drink itself,

and if it's not, well.

So why not go with something I don't care about, something I like?

And so I created

A canned juice made from grated pears with the most honest name possible.

I covered it with paper and tape and started thinking about names.

10pm on the street

The street was deserted, the ground damp with dew.

I saw a woman looking for drugs.

I would name it later.

I closed my eyes and thought.

One more time, I'm coming back.

My true strength, my wisdom

And the one who holds me up, I acknowledge that You are my God.

Gulp.