all the surfaces of the universe i inhabited ( it wasmyuniverse now : myshitty little room , for example , myfront yardwith my scrubby trees and dug up squirrel holesmylovely backyard , my shitty old building on its last legs , myperipheral area of the cityand when i got out that day ( and i did in spades ) myuniverse got bigger everywhere i went : mycrummy little diner , myroast chicken-less supermarkets etc evenmydennys ( though i only saw this last from a distance ( well beyond the parking lot , briefly from across the streetno point in tempting fate further than that ) awoke in a sheen of cleansing dew and this dew evaporated under the gentle touch of the morning sun , the surfaces ofmyuniverse shown with a vividness and radiance that exceed my meager capacity for description .