Conditional Reality

On most days Foolscap Quarternote woke up hours before the sun to go to his job at the bakery. Foolscap spent the early morning hours mixing and kneading dough and sliding trays of loaves into ovens. By the time customers began coming into the shop, Foolscap’s working day was almost over. How do you keep from eating all this yummy stuff? said the customers. Foolscap shrugged and smiled. The customers smiled back and left with their donuts and bagels. During his breaks Foolscap composed songs. He sang them on the way home and didn’t care about the looks he got.