Reflections from the life and times of Mr. Smith. I was one step ahead of her. Or at least I was trying to be. It was rather hard though, seeing as I was on foot running backwards down the sidewalk, wearing handcuffs. And she was in a car. Driving forwards. Down the sidewalk. With an angry face. I begged her to reconsider. I said, por favor! Por favor favor favor favor! That's four favors by the way. As I stumbled, I was trying to pause and reflect on life and ponder my circumstances. But if I did, I would surely be run over. I could not explain the look of glee on her demented face. I had done hardly anything to annoy this woman. I had existed, I suppose. But then, so had she, and everyone else in the world. And now, let me tell you and everyone else in the world something. Let this be a lesson to all ye people. If ye boast, boast not in your own powers of weirdness. But rather, in something else...being...less weird....than you. And ye should not make bets about racing cars while running backwards in handcuffs.
Thus ends this week’s reflections. And then my mirror image disappeared.
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