George sat edgily in the taupe-colored, leather, over-sized armchair and fixed his eyes at a point on the far-side of the room, where dark wood paneling met a bright, pop-corn textured ceiling.

Doctor Diez repeated her question, “And when exactly did you realize that our universe was binary�”

His gaze still fixated at the point just beyond and above the doctor’s head. “Last Sunday night,” he spoke slightly louder than a whisper.

“That would be… let’s see here…” Doctor Diez thumbed through her daily-desk-calendar, “…ten days ago�”

“Exactly. It was ten-after-ten-o’clock. The sky was clear. I counted the stars.”

“You mean you started to ‘count the stars’”.

“No, ma’am, I counted them. It wasn’t that difficult to do. After giving each star a positional notation, the radix point became a decimal factor of ten. My base was ten and I applied it ten times.”. Lowering his head, George looked directly into the doctor’s wide-opened eyes and said in a matter-of-fact tone, “There were a thousand points of light.”