“ She's in the club. The hopelessly-outnumbered-and-surrounded-by-monsters club. ”
Melanie thinks: when your dreams come true, your true has moved. You've already stopped being the person who had the dreams, so it feels more like a weird echo of something that already happened to you a long time ago.
~ M.r. Carey
Even the air seems to have a smell - earthy and rich and complicated, made out of things living nd things dying and things long dead. The smell of the world where nothing stops moving, nothing stays the same.
But the future is uncertain, and he can't get up enough enthusiasm even to masurbate.
Every adult grew from a kid who beat the odds. But at different times, in different places, the odds have been appallingly steep.
