2009.feb.12

the other night i was walking down the street, and there was a low
snowbank with tire tracks in it. and suddenly it wasn't a snowbank
with tire tracks at all, but a magical object that was telling me
something. i mean, it _looked_ the same, but that's not what it was
anymore. i had a momentary glimpse of the universe as a place full of
objects that are all, without exception, Great Secrets in Disguises.
disguises so cleverly mundane it's funny. the only possible
explanation is that they're all participating in a great game of hide
and seek. the purpose? well, that would be the Greatest Secret of all,
and i guess it's our job to figure it out. and the best part -- get
this -- is that i was _completely sober_.