Remind me what happened today. I seem to have no memory of it. I left the house this morning feeling quite alright, as I normally do. My father wanted to give me a lift to the train station, but I told him the weather was fine and I didn’t mind walking. But when I got to the bus stop and sat down to wait for the bus, something happened to me. Something about the world changed. Later during the day, I would feel morose for no reason. A short discussion about the state of society gave me some respite. But a little while later, I sank back again into that terrible mood. At the close of the day, I saw everyone else with smiles and laughter, and only I felt nothing. Absolutely nothing; it was like I wasn’t living anymore. Then I told my friend that I created myself out of dust, and she didn’t believe me.