I started talking to birds. After a while I gave up trying to get the raven to leak where that damned vampire was hiding, but instead I was trying to squeeze the meaning of life out of a chikadee. Damn are those guys stupid.

But what I got instead was an epiphany from asking a hawk what time he thought it was.

Apparently, the concept of past and future didn't exist to him.

The complete disregard for the obsession with what already happened and what could...