On Monday, I wanted an apple. I didn't see one.
On Tuesday, I saw a beautiful apple, but I didn't want one any more.
I did nothing.
Wednesday came and gone.
Thursday was when I felt like wanting an apple again. I couldn't find one.
Today is Friday. I haven't come across an apple yet. I still want one.
Tomorrow will be Saturday. Already.
From now on, I will keep my eyes open and take the apple when I see one.
Because I don't want to miss it again.
