The End....Of The Mind Game
Lydia and I were slightly bored, so we wrote this short dialogue together. The 'L' signifies which parts she wrote, and the 'C' is what I wrote.
L. Another month and still no reply.
C. I texted her a year ago.
L. I’m tired of the silence, tired of the emptiness inside, tired of waiting, tired of the nothingness of it all.
L. “First of all, blonde is not a hair color but rather a state of mind. Plus your black mane was dyed. I have no number. And yes, you have problems, I can tell you are a hoarder and the fact that all your come backs were made in the shower confirms that you live in the state of blonde because you couldn’t come up with the perfect words till hours later.”
L. “You died. It’s over. Your mind is gone.”
C. ...though your nose. Wouldn’t want to ruin the back of your head. Nor the front, for that matter.”
So, I hope you enjoyed that! I certainly did.