The Bitch Is Quick, I’ve Tried to Trip Her Up
Conversations With Myself
*Me: “What’s wrong with hope?” Me: “It hides the truth.” Me: “Or reveals it.” Me: “Agree to disagree.”
* Me: “Have you considered that maybe you have nothing to offer anyone?” Me: “Yes.” Me: “No.”
* Me: “Do you think I need a haircut?” Me: “At times.” Me: “Do you think it will help?” Me: “No, do you?” Me: “Maybe. Or maybe I just need someone touching my head.” Me: “The things you will pay for.”
* Me: “What’s for dinner?” Me: “Cashews.” Me: “Again?”
* Me: “Why do you do things that hurt you?” Me: “How long do you want to live?” Me: “I don’t know. Old, I guess.” Me: “Exactly.”
* Me: “You don’t believe in heaven.” Me: “I do when people die.” Me: What about when YOU die?” Me: “I can’t help my doubts.” Me: “Do you want to believe in heaven?” Me: “We are better humans with dogs in our lives.” Me: “What does that mean?” Me: “I can’t help my hopes.”
* Me: “You love the wrong people.” Me: “Who’s to say?” Me: “The people.”
* Me: “You love the right people.”
* Me: “Why are you wearing flip-flops.” Me: “I call them sandals.” Me: “At least you don’t call them thongs.” Me: “Finally. Common ground.” Me: “This doesn’t mean anything.”
* Me: “Why do you always bet it all?” Me: “It’s all or nothing.” Me: “You don’t believe that.” Me: “Okay, It’s most, or a bit.” Me: “Answer the question.” Me: “It’s easier to lose it all than to keep something and have it remind you of your loss.” Me: “No, it’s easier to keep what you have and not lose anything.” Me: “But what do you gain?” Me: “Everything.” Me: “But you also lose a shot at everything.” Me: “Therein lies the rub.”
* Me: “You need to stop thinking about her.” Me: “You’re one to talk.”
* Me: “Why are you doing this?” Me: “I don’t know, I guess I want to see if I’m alone.” Me: “You will never know that.” Me: “I can’t help my hopes.”
