Cyclothymia

Wolf: "Lamb, tell me a story."

Lamb: "There was once a pale man with dark hair who was very lonely."

Wolf: "Why was it lonely?"

Lamb: "All things must meet this man, so they shunned him."

Wolf: "Did he chase them all?"

Lamb: "He took an axe and split himself in two right down the middle."

Wolf: "So he would always have a friend?"

Lamb: "So he would always have a friend."