“The Great Gatsby is a classic, you understand, claaaaassic. That means it is the very measure of what great writing is. It’s a story that’s stood the test of time, and the fact that we’re still able to have this argument how every many hundred years later, proves you wrong.”
“Why are we doing this again?”
Yelled Josh frustrated,
“Yeah, I dreamt that a demon leapt onto my bed out of the shadows, held me down and ran his nail over forehead while screaming that, if I wouldn’t choose to see the truth he’d pry open my third eye and force me.”
They both nodded knowingly and relaxed back into the comfort of a complicated discussing, skilfully dodged.
“Yeah, Janet that’s right. I swear you could light cigarettes off her, she was HOT! Last night was epic!”
At age five he felt like he’d lived a thousand years, and pretending to be a child for 16 hours out of every few years was difficult.
Fremdscham – Shame felt for actions done by someone else; vicarious embarrassment, secondhand embarrassment …
“In the same way that the scorpion who asks the frog for a ride across the river will sting him, knowing it causes both their deaths. This is simply in my nature.”
Eventually though, after about 10,000 years of going insane and sane again, a few times over, I had a realization
“Yeah man, pumpkin soup, it’s nutritious and delicious. It’s awesome.”