On a whim I decided today that I understood that all things were true. Even false things. You get around with playing with the idea of this in your head while you're eating hot dog buns on a friday just to keep from conforming and you start to feel special. Like Dustin Hoffman special as the Rainman. But you don't really care. Eating hot dog buns on friday helps you not care about that sort of thing.

Either way, it's happiness. I think.