Sometimes...Sometimes there's such a feeling when you can't take a deep breath. It's really awful. And you walk to and fro in the rainy weather looking for that breath. Nobody's in the streets. Then suddenly you stop and gaze at a puddle, at drops falling into it. They sparkle because of a street lamp. For a minute or two you've been doing that. You start walking again and draw the deep breath. Not even thinking of it. The only thought is "That's the goods'".
