Carl was tired. More than that, he was sick and tired, tired of being ignored and treated like he was invisible. No matter where he went, no one looked at him, spoke to him, or even acknowledged his existence.
They don’t even know my name, he thought.
“It’s Carl!” he shouted to the afternoon sun. A nearby seagull was startled into flight at the sound of his voice.
“Ha!” said Carl. “That got your attention.”
Maybe that’s the problem. Only a birdbrain is be savvy enough to notice me; and here I am surrounded by mammal brains and reptilian brains. Well, not anymore. I’ve had enough.
Carl was leaving. He realized there was no room in other people’s lives for someone like him. Once he left, people would just have to ignore someone else. He was going to make a new life for himself. He would no longer be the elephant in the room. He was going to be Carl, The Elephant by the Sea.