I'm filled with tempting thoughts that I never thought existed at the back of my head. Fueling my confusion and adding to my impatience. Do I take the road on the left or the right? Should I stick to this road or make a turn towards a far more exciting route that I am absolutely unsure of?
He doesn't know what I'm talking about. Noone knows what I'm talking about. Because that's exactly it... a secret I cannot reveal, a nagging thought in my head that I try to forget about every single day.
Maybe I'm plain crazy. Maybe I'm just an asshole. Or maybe I have just been taking way too much antibiotics. Damn this typhoid fever. Damn him. Damn this situation.