On the face of it it seemed unlikely, considering his joblessness, and his mental health, which did not seem to him ruddy – but there would be no way to tell. He could have been visited this very morning. This day, this blue day, might be the first day of his fortune, this moment might be the first moment.
i have felt the same way several times. have i been part of adventures i can never remember? visited lands of fantasy that are out of the reach of my memory? lived and loved annd lost?
