Tonight at midnight I’ll be painting a street for three hours.
Don’t worry, it’s in coordination with a special project. I promise. And this isn’t the kind of “secret project” that people tell you about so that they can take your money and run away to some island in the West Indies. It’s one that’s tangible, and real.
Honestly, it might not even be a secret. It might just be.
I guess I’ll find out at some point. Right? Like when everyone says “Micah, we already knew about this thing.”
That’ll be embarrassing, huh?