The Usual Dimension 

One of the children in my life had the following conversation immediately after waking up: 

Child: I’m glad we live in this dimension and not the other.

Me : Oh, That’s good. What’s in the other dimension? 

Child: Nooooo! We have to build the machine to get there!  We don’t have the parts.

I guess that means we’re stuck here.

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