I saw my bulky person in the windows of the passing storefronts and wondered, when will that man there find himself to be loved?

Luck was something you either earned or invented through strength of character. You had to come by it honestly; you could not trick or bluff your way into it.

He is not bad, I don't think. Perhaps he is simply too lazy to be good.

I sighed. ‘It doesn’t matter what we do. Money comes and goes.’ I shook my head. ‘It doesn’t matter and you know it doesn’t.

I will admit he is unusual, but that is perhaps the closest I could come to complimenting him.

Your skin is prickly from fatigue and pain and there is a hissing in your ears. Time passes and the pills are taking hold like a glowing white planet coming into view. A reverse eclipse. And you watch with your eyes closed. The white planet is half exposed, it grips your heart in its light and seems to be pulling you forward and now you feel that you are falling. You are awake but dreaming. "The earth is not beautiful but the universe is," you say.

We can all of us be hurt, and no one is exclusively safe from worry and sadness.