poniedziałek, 23 maja 2016

What if...?

Curtain rises.

Two people lying on the bed together, not really talking, just cuddling. Piano music playing from afar.

She: What if... What if this all, I mean we, what if it's all just a product of imagination or terrible mental condition of one of us? What if, emm, for instance you don't exist and I am just hallucinating or imagining this?

He: Hmmm. If I am the one who's imagining this right now then I'm just gonna go out there and find you.

She: Would you really do it?

He: Yes.

She: *looking confused*

He: *smiling*

She: This is one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me.

Curtain falls.

2 komentarze:

  1. Proszę, zastanów się przez chwilę nad implikacjami tego stwierdzenia, nim określisz podejmowanie kroków w real life'ie w oparciu o halucynacje "miłą rzeczą".

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  2. >Opeth
    >'My Arms Your Hearse'

    I trust that Comus apparently missing from your last.fm history (according to Google'ing >intitle:Nifledscrev "Comus") is a technical error, and you *have* listened to them, did you?

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