At exactly 3:03 am it happens. The world becomes a spoon. It’s a very ordinary spoon, and no one will ever know, because it will become the world again shortly, and when you are a spoon, well, you cannot remember that when you become a world again. But this spoon had some unusual qualities. The ways it related with space and time were absurd. It was like something was playing a joke, but the something was everything and so the joke and the something were, as we long suspected, playing each other.