081613 #worm What do you think most people actually think about all day? Milt asks. Something sacred, Margie replies at once. Me, I'm not so sure. I'm starting to suspect most people don't think about anything much at all. But then again, maybe that's what other people assume about me. Maybe they're right. An oak tree hollers Goodbye as we streak invisibly past in the ancient orange truck in the antique night. Goodbye.