I no longer know what is wanted from me. I have no where else to go and no one to turn to. It’s almost exactly like he said everything would happen to me.
“You will be lost, utterly and totally, in every sense of the word”, he said. “It will be at that point, you will have to seek me out.”
How I hated him for being so prophetic… but he did have a point. I was basically a rudderless ship now, and I needed to do something to correct my situation. If I go to him, it will turn out that he was right, and I can not live in a world where he was right. That was unacceptable.
Oh, wait. There was another choice I could make. One that I chose, not him. One that will get me out my present predicament, even though the solution is of a more permanent variety. Did I really want to go to that extreme, though? Just to “stick it” to someone? Sure I hate him, with the white-hot intensity of 1,000 suns, oh how I hate him, but really; will that step truly be necessary?
I was in a quandary now. Before I felt that I only had one choice, now I actually have 2. This changes everything. I feel a new confidence, a veritable “can do” feeling, as it were. And the quandary was short lived, as I had now made my decision.
I saw the object of my hatred, and he too saw me. A look of smug satisfaction plastered on his face, he felt that he had me right where he wanted me, and if this had been moments earlier, he would have been correct. But I had a new choice now, and staring at him defiantly, I showed him how it was me that won this face off, not him.
“No need to order those socks for me, I’ll just go somewhere else.”
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