Aug 07, 2006 21:14
A guy sets alone out here at night, maybe readin books or thinkin or stuff like that. Sometimes he gets thinkin, an he got nothing to tell him whats so an what aint so. Maybe if he sees somethin, he dont know whether its right or not. He cant turn to some other guy and ast him if he sees it too. He cant tell. He got nothing to measure by. I seen things out here. I wasnt drunk. I dont know if I was asleep. If some guy was with me, he could tell me I was asleep, an then it would be all right. But I jus dont know.
I never killed anybody and I never developed an intense level of hatred for the enemy. Because my war ended before I ever put on a uniform; I was on active duty all my time at school; I killed my enemy there. Only Phineas never was afraid, only Phineas never hated anyone.
. . . Im standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliffI mean if theyre running and they dont look where theyre going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. Thats all Id do all day. Id just be the catcher in the rye and all.
The best thing, though, in that museum was that everything always stayed right where it was. Nobodyd move. . . . Nobodyd be different. The only thing that would be different would be you.
I act quite young for my age sometimes. I act like I'm about thirteen. Its really ironical because im six foot one and a half and I'm slowly loosing my hair. And yet I still act sometimes like i was about twelve. Everybody says that, especially my father. It's partly true, too, but it isint all true. People always think somthing's all true. I dont give a damn, except that I get bored sometimes when people tell me to act my age. Someimes I act a lot older than I am - I really do- but people never notice it. People never notice anything.