I’m famous for my anonymity. Last night, I came home, hung my clothes on the floor--I don’t like to show any favoritism to my attire, especially on special occasions. Now, I’m taking decisive action steps, tiptoeing around the problem. How quickly time flies when you’re chased by the police, although I don’t think they notice. Does the forest detect the escaping trees? Is the sea disturbed by the roar of the waves? By the way, I almost forgot to mention the secret dancing. Like a Halloween party at Miss Milton’s Charm Academy, the steps are tricky, but once you learn them, they can’t hurt your feelings. Don’t pay any attention to your unwanted thoughts. They may be the answer to your heart’s desire, whether you have one or not. Time is hidden in the future, even when you’re on a speaker phone. As the great European explorers demonstrated, a world without curiosity is a world without conquest, but honestly, how would you like it if I invited suicide bombers to your funeral? God would just get in the way.