Where Is The Universe?

It’s a question you probably ask yourself every day.  (Okay, maybe not)

As I left my apartment this morning, the words seeped into my brain cells.  I had to find an answer.

1.  The server at Le Pain Quotidien.  He tilted his head and looked at me funny, muttering something.  I saw that he was preoccupied with the number of customers coming his way.  So I let go of my question.

2.  The owner of Panos Langemunt.  A smile covered his face.  He pointed upstairs, where “additional seating” resides.  I had no idea that eternal secrets were above a coffee shopNext time I must sit up there … and let wisdom waft over me.

3.  My friend Arjen, who’s a barista at Izy Coffee.  He pointed out the big windows.  “Turn left on that street, go straight for 200 metres, then head right down an alley.  At the end, you’ll find the universe.”

I walked into the first street and looked back at Arjen through the window.  Once I’d made eye contact with him, I pointed down the street.  He nodded and laughed.  I started walking …

4.  My friend Boaz, who was sitting in Izy.  “It’s all around us, and at least 15,000 kilometres away.”  Alrighty then.  It’ll be a long and expensive flight but I’m willing to go.  I bet the universe is hiding somewhere in the terminal of my destination.

5.  My friend Glenn, who works at the Soup Lounge.  He took his first finger and pressed it to my chest.

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And there you have it

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