Perhaps the things which happened could only have happened to me. I do not know. I never heard
of things like them happening to any one else. But I am not sorry they did happen. I am in secret
deeply and strangely glad. I have heard other people say things—and they were not always sad
people, either—which made me feel that if they knew what I know it would seem to them as though
some awesome, heavy load they had always dragged about with them had fallen from their
should ...