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People believed what they wanted. Most of the time it’s the things they find most beneficial to their situation, and they do all sorts of mental gymnastics to make it fit neatly into their reality.
I did wonder if perhaps I was as crazy as they said. How the hell would I know, anyway? It’s hard to be objective about one’s own sanity.
I didn’t bother answering, just continued to sit and play the crazy part. This was one of the perks of being nuts. No one expected you to behave in accordance to the general population’s playbook, and I enjoyed being a nonconformist.
It was strange but I felt like he appeared to the world the way I was inside. Like we were the same, he was just inside out.
It was all the choices you made in your life that determined who you were, not some abstract notion you made up in your mind, with motivations and feelings filtering out the ugly.
“Am I supposed to be deaf too? Because you don’t have to keep repeating yourself.”
Some of the world’s greatest atrocities could’ve been stopped if people hadn’t just stood around watching.
Yeah, he had a lot of bark and I didn’t doubt there was a serious bite to back it up, but so what? I had some teeth too. And the other thing? A bad day out here was still better than a good day back at the Cement Giant.
How pathetic was I to let some guy’s opinion count for so much? This was my hair and he could take it or leave it. I wasn’t looking to impress anyone.
just because your hands are free doesn’t mean you should use them to punch everyone in the face.”
Was I projecting my uncomfortable feelings or just picking up on his general mood? Or was it a little of both, ricocheting back and forth until we were repelling each other like the same poles of a magnet?
