6 o'clock
Surely action was more real and tangible than the hopes and dreams and yet how could it be such if dreams and emotion conceived action . Ideas of Gabriele grasped him as if she were more real than he was . Pages of words created themselves on his lap while above the couch was a television showing a drama of an ancient Korean period linked with reverberating melancholic Buddhist melodies . Toward 6 o'clock , he was still there -- and for his excesses his underwear was stolen off of his body when he was performing on someone else . He was n't sure exactly how it happened . His head hurt ; and he felt a nausea concerning his life . He left wishing that he were ten again gaining the rapture of a millefleur morning of dandelions patterned into a greener fabric of grass after the evening 's rain and exploring a more oceanic landscape with his sister as they splashed through an alien terrain in their rain boots .