He stopped staring at the crossword puzzle long enough to rub his eyes. He was too tired to think clearly. He needed an eight letter word for down for eleven across, or an eleven letter word for across for eight down, but even staring at the puzzle didn't make it clear to him which. He folded the page shut around his pencil and laid it on the table beside his chair. He checked the clock to see if it was midnight, then turned to sigh at his cat, swatting excitedly at the concealed pencil.
He turned to look out the window. It had been a long day and he desperately wanted some sleep. The cars raced past on the street as he waited and watched. He had done this enough that he knew what he was waiting for, even if everyone else missed it. It came along soon enough, a car floating a few feet off the ground, a large glass canopy encasing what would have otherwise passed for a convertible. A few more whizzed by before the robots emerged, scouring the graffiti off of the walls and fences.
The man smiled slightly and patted his cat on the head before rising slowly from his chair and making his way to bed. When he woke up, it would be today again, but he knew that tomorrow would be better because it already was.
Goe, wrote that using more facts than cbs and newsweek COMBINED!
