A saga I live through at least once a month:
Scene: My bathroom. I’m
I look at the wall and see a random Daddy Long Legs wandering up the wall.
SUZ:Well. Look at him go.
Wandering around like he has somewhere to be.
Really. Where can he be going?
Does he have a plan?
Is he trying to reconnect with his family?
Does he have a life? An agenda?
I wonder if his name is Arthur or David.
Or maybe his name is something crazy like Stephen. That is not Steven, it’s Stephen….just so you know.
DLL:————–no thoughts——-no thoughts——–no thoughts——————-
SUZ: Well, if I kill him quickly, will he feel it?
Will he worry about his family?
Will he screech at the top of his daddy long legs lungs: “the injustice of it all!!!”?
And then the moment comes and goes.
I have to serve the injustice of it all.
I actually feel bad.
It is the longest 6 seconds of my life.