Sunday, July 8, 2018

Exercising One's Futility

So… the Expat isn’t speaking to me at the moment.

I might have said something along the lines of: 
“Don’t make me have to come out there and smite you with a baseball bat.”

possibly…
maybe...

Well, ok - I definitely did.

But I was provoked... and my inner Spock came out.

Sometimes you can’t help yourself -
even when you know you’ll be ignored.

3 comments:

messymimi said...

It’s a case of logic butting heads with emotion, and logic almost always gets battered a lot before it wins in the end.

olivia said...

Wisdom is so often underappreciated...

Jz said...

mm-
I dunno... logic against "this is what I like" may not stand a chance... ;-)

o-
SO true!
;-p
Yy