HERE I GO AGAIN…
… back to the land of Melancholia. I’m not sure, I’d like to vent out some frustrations but the logical side of me says that’s a waste of energy. “Who would listen to you anyway? And besides, don’t be such a sissy as if you’re just the only person in the world who has angst-laden system.”
But the “other” me would retort “Can’t I just lash for a bit. Say, punch somebody with just the sheer feeling of doing it. Or say, absent myself and fly off somewhere nobody knows me and try loading my system with alcohol, again just for the sheer feeling of doing it?”
“Be realistic man, you can’t even down a bottle of beer without going beet red due to allergic reaction to alcohol in your system. And punch somebody? Let’s see if you won’t end up with bloody bruises. You know that you just can’t go away by saying, -Sorry, I just felt like smashing your face and couldn’t control myself. Please don’t hit me back?- right? See how silly that sounds?”
“Geez, can’t you commiserate with me for a bit? Just for a bloody one femtosecond?”
“Don’t start me with those line or you won’t hear that end of it.”
“Good grief.”
“Well just a suggestion, why don’t you go out and watch a movie or two. Or, go shopping. How’s that for a change? You’ve been too preoccupied with work and now you’re going nuts! At least that would keep me at peace for a time without hearing your childish rants.”
“Childish?! Huh. You know that I don’t feel like going out. And you know that I don’t want to watch movies. I hate crowds!”
“Hello? You’re not on your mystic island of nowhere so stop dreaming you won’t see other people. And in case you’re not aware, there are more than 6 billion homo sapiens sapiens around so it’s inevitable that you bump into someone, any time. Just think of it this way, IF you were alone, you would only have ME! And we both know that’s not acceptable.”
“True enough.” *Sigh* “But…”
“No buts! We’ve had this conversation for eons and I won’t have any of it! Just go out and chill out.”
“Nah. I’ll just stick around. Besides, I’m no longer in the mood to be disagreeable. Do you mind handing me that book?”
“Twilight you mean?”
“Yeah, that one!”
“But you’ve read it 5 times the past 3 years?” *Scratches head* “Haven’t you had enough of it?”
“As if you haven’t done the same, pray tell?”
I’m hungry. Come on, let’s grab something to bite.
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