I have a large ego, but not that large.
Sometimes, like tonight, I write more as therapy.
Just trying to figure something out in my own head.
Not trying to convey a thought that another single individual would relate to.
I went out for a moment into the freezing cold night.
Upon returning to my home, I passed through the living room and a movie trailer was running for The Dark Knight.
It could not have been timed better.
It is a scene where the Rachel Dawes character says to the Bruce Wayne character, “Bruce, don’t make me your only hope for a normal life.”
We do that don’t we?
I do that.
I have done that.
We often pin our possibility of a normal life upon someone else.
It is so unfair to all parties.
Not sure of the solution and I do not have a practical application.
I deal with this stuff just like everyone else.