Ahead lie the climax and the denouement, but whence did it all come? While we’re at it, whence did existence come? A big bang? Some kind of turtle caravan spontaneously popping out of nothingness? A deity suddenly snapping out of a near-eternal naptime and deciding, “Eh, I guess I’ll make a universe now. Then breakfast?”
(Yes, the question mark belongs inside the quotation marks; this deity isn’t sure if he already had breakfast–you’ll recall he’d been napping. Perhaps it is time for lunch?)
Anyway, the answers are:
This story arc: Monday
Universe: Big Bang
Deity’s Meal: Brunch
I don’t really like the mandolin either.