middle of the day, middle of nowhere :
me : guys, anyone knows where we’re headed ?
myself : huh, no. i thought you knew.
I : i didn’t think anything.
me : but who’s got the compass ??
myself : don’t know…
I : don’t know either, i thought you had it.
myself : you were supposed to give us directions !
me : no, you were !
myself : no, you !
me : no, you !
I : hey, it’s okay, let’s make a picture.
me & myself : shut up !!
me : alright where’s the map ?
myself : i thought you had it.
me : i thought it was you who had it.
myself : i never had any map.
me : oh great ! but still, you definitely were supposed to know where we’re going.
myself : no it was you !
me : no, you !
myself : no, you !
me : no, you !
– …
– …
I : well, let’s keep rowing.
me & myself : yeah, riiiiiight…
As there are only two oars in a boat, who’s handling the rudder then?
veeeeeery good question.
that’s precisely what i’m wondering…
hilarious! feels so familiar… are you sure you are not me ? cheers
your inner selves seem friendly with each other despite the lack of evidence
merlin: h?h?, i don’t know, are you me ? ;)
griz : well…when they’re not struggling with the lack of evidence, they’re quite ok… except every time i start thinking, they start struggling…