I must be having too much of self fantasy; watching too much of television programmes harms. The birds are not singing for me. I should not have taken off my spectacle. Now then I notice the bridge is shaking; I never realise the beggars do not give a damn after I drop the coins.
I try to push the heavy cart for the old lady, but to understand that I am a weakling. So, I leave embarrassingly with my feet sore and my injuries worsen.