Tuesday

It is Tuesday.

The Fool steps out through his doorway. As always, the Sun greets him. "Hello hello! Where do you go this day?"

The Fool replies, as always, "Old Sun, you know where everyone goes unless they hide from you. And I am not one for hiding!"

"Well, neither am I, so that makes two of us. But apart from this, we are not very alike, are we?" replies the Sun, smiling severely down upon the Fool's well-shielded head.

The Fool laughs. He looks down the hill on which he stands. "Sun, old Sun, we are more alike than you think. We both follow pre-ordained paths. The difference is that Physics guides you, while God, who looks after Fools, guides me."

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It is Wednesday now.