There was light.
There was barking.
There was silence.
Somewhere off in the timeless expense of non-existant reality, there was... anything... and everything... every possible combination of things that could be and could not be. There was no physical space - at least not in the way dogs would understand the concept. There just WAS.
In this "space" that was, there was a staircase that went anywhere.
You decide to urinate right where you are so you can leave your identifying mark on this staircase. When you have made your identifying mark you went...
Mon May 20 09:06:13 1996
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