Come on over.
What are we going to do?
I’ll give you one question to guess.
Okay. Ready?
Yes.
Is it spiritual, natural, scientific, a bird, a mineral, somewhere interesting, north, south, east, west, a food, an animal, an object, an experience, fact, fiction, sporty, physical, mental, emotional, cost money, make my hair go grey, involve chopsticks, involve flying, make me famous, keep me under the radar, involve travel, involve romance, require I be showered and shaved, extroverted, introverted, involve bugs, mud, or snakes, occur in a crowd, rare, common, fun, laborious, sitting, walking, standing, sunshine, moonlight, spicy, sweet, or sour, involve travel (I know I said that twice), cause me to laugh, cry, see Mickey Mouse, be nostalgic, involve nudity or having to wear a parka, make me have to pronounce difficult words like vermicelli or Vespucci, cause me to scream, lie, confess, or climb high enough to make me cry for my mommy, or to breathe deeply until my pulse slows and I’m declared clinically barely alive (which I’m assuming is a technical clinical condition)?
It’s none of those things. Well, maybe you’ll scream.