I'm miserable. Can't sleep from arthritis, no job, friends, rent a cold shitty flat above a surgery. I scowl, everyone hates me.
Then I woke from a dreamless sleep, no pain, felt 20 years younger. I bounded downstairs like a gazelle.
A youth high-fived me in the street, "I want what you're on!"
In a shop window, my smile was a mile wide. I felt so good.
The paper-shop girl hugged me, said "You made my day!"
I bought a broadsheet to hide my first boner in a decade.
Today back to normal; the dentist's gas ran out.