Concerned that my shoes were slipping on the sugar frosted tarmac I put on a couple of ocean liners and then stuck a smile behind my ear to smoke later. June walked round the house, first clockwise and then in a silhouette of a sand dial before deciding to go to the shop. Apparently the man behind the counter had compiled a consumer questionnaire - as usual we put no to everything and celebrated our nonexistence by jumping into the air every time a dark matter particle collided with a fragment of dark energy. I imagined a demigod wearing sun glasses and then proposed to paint it in a rainstorm. As I was doing this a man made entirely from wood came to the door but didn’t knock - it was only when I went out with the dog and a metalwork nef filled with congealed tree sap that I noticed the sawdust.