For the Briefly Dexter 100-word challenge, just because I get bored. And, alas, at the eve of season five, I'm still stuck in season one.
Guilt. Remorse. Sorrow. All are words I use, but never feel. They are nothing to me. Foreign concepts that aren't applicable. In order to feel guilty, I first have to sympathize.
That, I cannot do.
Never before have I ever felt truly close to someone. The inner emotions of normal people are mysterious to me. I know the dance by heart, but I'm still deaf to the beat. Guilt is just another one of the moves.
So, why then, if I am incapable of any feelings of remorse, does it hurt so much when my blade slices my brother's throat?