Capital Error

"I envy you."
"How?"
"Your openness. Your unpolluted mind. When I was your age, fate dealt me a blow. And since happiness is denied me, I have a right to get pleasure in its stead. And I will get it, cost what it may."
"Then you'll degenerate still more."
"Well, if the pleasure I was seeking was sweet and fresh, if it was an inspiration of, it wore the robes of an angel of light, what then?"



"I dragged through life a capital error. It's consequence blights my existence. For years, I've sought to escape it. This spring I came home, heart sore and soul withered. And I met a gentle stranger whose society revives me."