"Countdown"
Shortaki Week 2016 - Day 4
Okay...so I know this probably all seems really cruel. But in my attempt to save him, I almost embarrassed myself...so I had to find a way to save face and possibly still save his life. And while, yes, it seems a barbaric way to go about it...I'm crossing my fingers that it works.
But, crimeny! The truth of the matter is...what choice did I have?
I mean if I hadn't done anything, my love would possibly be dead right now. So technically I kind of helped to postpone that...and technically I'm actually helping to save his life. Right? (Even though I chickened out and didn't do it the easy way, I'm still giving him time to help me help him.)
I've got faith in that weird shaped brain of his. He can work it out. He can do it. He can do it. He can do it. He can do it. That's my mantra right now...almost a prayer. I just really want him to succeed and for everything to work out okay. For him to be okay. Because I hate him...and yet...
But, I'd be a liar-okay, a bigger liar that I usually am-if I didn't admit that I might be enjoying all this a little more than someone whose love of their life is in danger should. And I'm aware that it makes me seem cruel.
But here's the thing...in my somewhat shallow and misguided endeavor to save him, I can't help but revel in the fact that I have an excuse to follow his every move openly instead of hiding behind bushes and buildings. And it's pretty amazing! And I get to do it for an entire day! And the fact that by doing so I'm literally always on his mind...is just invigorating! Heavenly! I could just die!
So I'll still be praying that he comes up with a plan, but I'm going to enjoy this short moment. Which reminds me...hang on a second...
"Sixteen hours, twenty-one minutes, and fifty-nine seconds until you diiiiiiiiiiieeeee!"