He wakes up. He is still irritated that he missed his opportunity to get a state driving license. He eats an everything bagel. Only in America could such a thing exist. Don’t want to make a choice? Don’t worry you can have everything. No Consequences. No Cost. No Blowback. He has a coffee and he eats some yoghurt. Then he gets on a bus and he waits for another bus and he reads more of The Kingdom of God Is Within You and gets trapped in an argument about the goodness of Christianity that he doesn’t agree with. Then he makes a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a glass of milk and then he does some drawing and then he plays some Dance Dance Revolution. He cannot dance and there is no revolution. Then he helps make a bottle rocket but it doesn’t quite work and then it works a little but then it is time for supper. As he lies in bed later at night he ponders on it’s failure and realises that the pressure lock was not as tight as it should be and that he will be able to fix this for tomorrow so that then it will arc up into space as it was supposed to. Then he walks to the bus stop but there is no bus so he walks to the metro station but there is no train so he has to get a cab and the driver sadly accepts his credit card even though it will probably make the journey a waste of money for the poor driver who is from Iran and has seen many changes in his country and many changes in America and once used to have riches and wealth but now he must drive a taxi on a Sunday so that he can eat and pay his alimony. Then he plays some Borderlands 2 and he kills some weird fantasy creatures and then he watches some more Space Brothers and then he reads more of The Great Divergence and then he goes to sleep rather hoping that he will not wake up tomorrow.