Every day I wake up with a grand dascheme. My first thing is to tell you is soon as they leave the house I am going in there. He has a weapon I tell them.
Also I am moments in front and moments behind him. Cut holes in all his socks! There he is over there! Over there can be any place that I may have obviously been standing in front of for any amount of time.
This is you and some of the things you do. Many people may wonder why there are holes in my socks or how someone has found a pair of my underwear in other parts of the city. Often in places I have never been. Or why you must see me or be near me on the bus. Only time may say why, if you or I never explain it.