“We’ve been having kind of a streak of bad luck lately,” I said to Gene. “Have you noticed?”
“Bad luck?”
“You know, the fence falls down, you lose your wallet, neither of us is working now…”
“You’re right,” he said.
“But overall, I feel like we’re still having a really good life,” I said, “weirdly. I mean, when I think back through my days in the last few months, all my memories are of happy things. We’re doing really well in spite of this unlucky streak.”
“I agree,” he said.
“Of course, the bad things are mostly happening to you,” I mused. “You had to fix the fence; it was your wallet. But we are partners, so in a way anything that happens to you happens to me.”
“That’s right,” said Gene.
“Although also, in another and much more real way, it doesn’t happen to me at all.”
“Maybe that’s why you’re so happy,” Gene said.