The World and Him in it

So I’m out back, messing around in the snow, and I discover OH WOW that stuff sticks together in my hands! When I hold it in my hand and press my other hand on it IT STICKS TOGETHER. Of course I start trying things out—you know—first I make a ball, and then I make a bigger ball, and then I try a sorta square thing, and then another and—oh man!—like a flash it hits me and all of a sudden I am building a fort! Seriously! That is what I did. I am not making it up. Yeah, and anyway, so it’s a lot of work building a fort, so after a while I was getting hungry, so I go in the house and I’m in the hallway pulling off my boots when my mom calls out from the kitchen that lunch is ready. LUNCH IS READY. How freaky is that? I mean, how did she know? I seriously wonder, man—you know? I seriously wonder... So, big morning, right? And that’s not it, even. Next thing is, I go in the kitchen and get my lunch. Grilled cheese and tomato soup. My favorite. Like, big surprise, right? I was like, Oh. Uh huh. Sure. My favorite lunch. Of course. Okay, you’ve got my attention. What else have you got for me, Universe? And then I go to put on the TV and my favorite cartoon is on. My favorite cartoon, dude! I am totally not kidding. What are you going to do in that kind of situation? So I just sat down and watched it, dipping my grilled-cheese in my tomato soup, looking out the window at my snow fort, thinking about how it all fits together, man—it all fits together. It was like I was in a dream, or something. Everything just kept happening.