The Diary of a Nobody

I fervently hope it will bring good luck to us all. It was two o’clock when I got home. Although I was so tired, I could not sleep except for short intervals— then only to dream. I kept dreaming of Mr. Perkupp and Mr. Huttle. The latter was in a lovely palace with a crown on. Mr. Perkupp was waiting in the room. Mr. Huttle kept taking off this crown and handing it to me, and calling me “President.” He appeared to take no notice of Mr. Perkupp, and I kept asking Mr. Huttle to give the crown to my worthy master. Mr. Huttle kept saying: “No, this is the White House of Washington, and you must keep your crown, Mr. President.” We all laughed long and very loudly, till I got parched, and then I woke up. I fell asleep, only to dream the same thing over and over again.