Friday night, deep thoughts
Ok, so the slut is off in Italy and she texted messaged me saying she safely arrived. I teasingly thought to myself, "We'll see how safe she is once this marine who has been in Afghanistan for 6+ months get his hands on her...." But I digress. I am here with an adult beverage and not my first of the evening. Shit happens, it's part of life. The people I want to do bad things to are currently several hours or several thousands of miles away. Yes, the kids are in bed, yes the dishwasher is running, and yes there's another slut in Vegas, baby. I stepped away for a moment; the Silence of the Lambs was on the tellie. I am mesmerized by Hannibal, his intellect. So much intellect and yet a socialipath. Is that me in time, though I am making the assumption that I would have a similar intellect, but the question remains. Is that darkness that I so enjoy, that at times I am allowed to explore with those oh so wonderful girls, is that darkness a place that one should seek much less attain from time to time. I like the flat monotone of his voice belying his passion. I want to emulate that at times.
But tomorrow I have ballet for the kids, meals to prepare, miscellaneous things to do, the mundane, but my minds sweeps across the various ideas.....
This is what happens when I am left alone to my own devices....
But tomorrow I have ballet for the kids, meals to prepare, miscellaneous things to do, the mundane, but my minds sweeps across the various ideas.....
This is what happens when I am left alone to my own devices....