the things we do

Did you really think you could get away with it? After all this time. You think I would forget. You think we would not. What did you think was going to happen? What were you expecting? Please tell me. I’m very curious. No, don’t. I don’t care. But i do. That’s what they will say. I don’t. And that’s the funny part. I don’t. I do not care. I want to get this over with so I can focus on the fun things. Things like my video games. Things like my priorities. I want to get this over with. But when it’s all done and dusted, do you know how the dust will settle? With me on top. So, how did you expect this to end? You’re not dumb. We both know that. You’re not an idiot. You’re very intelligent. Conniving might be too negative a word. But you’re not exactly above it either. So what were you expecting? That’s what I’m curious about. That is what I’m so curious about. That’s the reason. Nothing else. No ulterior motives. Just curiosity. It might have killed the cat. I might not have nine lives. But this won’t get me. I trust myself enough to pull the trigger when need be. Jump out of the plane. Pull the parachute. Glide to safety. Did you really think though, that you could get away with it? I wasn’t going to do anything. Well, I might have. But I didn’t. Yet, somehow, I have the strong conviction that you didn’t leave it unscathed either. Goes to show what can happen when you let it. Goes to show that life can be a real hoot sometimes. It’s a joke. A big, fat, cosmic joke. And we're all the punchline. I’m beginning to think the joker had it right. He’s the perfect anti hero. He sees the world for what it is. He sees that there is chaos everywhere. And that nothing is good. Everything can be turned. Everyone plans. And no one panics when it goes according to plan, even if thousands die. But when the plan goes off the edge, just a little bit, everything goes to shit. Everyone loses their minds. The joker is the absolute perfect anti hero. No one better. And I think he had it right. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not planning on turning into the joker. I don’t have a vat of acid. Wink, wink. I think that was pretty funny. No one gets my humor. But what were you thinking? It’s fascinating. I see the consequence, the partner in your little crime, and my blood boils. Sometimes. Not all the time. You wouldn’t like, maybe you would, maybe that’s what you wanted all along. I got that feeling a few times. You might like me when my blood boils. Dangerous. You’re into self sabotage, I like to think. But maybe I’ve got it wrong. Maybe I have the wrong idea of you. Well, we’ll see now, won’t we?