I know a man. Or, I once knew a man. Or rather, I once met a man. Or, I didn’t meet him exactly, I once saw a man. Or, I didn’t see him, per se, I once heard of a man. I can’t remember who told me about him. Come to think of it, I might have made him up. Anyway, he got up every day at six AM., then went to sleep an hour later, getting incredible litte out of his day. No, way, that was someone else. The guy I made up, he only drank coffee. And always. Or was it water. It was definently a liquid. It might have been peanuts, now that I think of it. So, this guy, he once killed a guy or he gave birth. He might have been a woman, but that is not important. The important thing, well, I forgot the important thing. The point is… Well, I forgot the point too. I may never had had a point.