My planet is called Earth. It is largely covered by a beautiful and deep ocean and dotted with numerous land masses, both large and small. The inhabitants have taken to calling themselves "hu-mans" for reasons unbeknownst to me but I lovingly refer to them as by their original name - Idiots. They look like pinkish-tan bags of meat - half of them also have small to large bags extending from their chests that seem to entice and interest the other half of the population. I created the ground they walk on, the water they swim in, and everything in between and yet they still argue over whether or not I exist.

But I have plans for them.