But how would you like it if you never knew from one day to the next if you were going to spend it striding around like a vivid god, your shoulders in the clouds, or sitting down there amidst the wallpaper staring straight ahead with your little plastic face?
但是你会如何面对 日复一日中，你不知道 自己会像 神明般阔步而行， 肩入云霄； 或是坐在那儿， 在墙纸边， 小小的塑料脸庞 直视前方？