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In reply to - RayDeeOh posted an update in the group share your psyche: ”Am I boring?” David asked, and it was like the words sprang from his mouth and choked him. You idiot! They screamed at him as they shook him, cartoon style. Why did you speak us? That was so dumb! Sharon stopped what she was doing and her reflection looked to him. Why was he with her? Or better yet, what was she doing with him? He knew the answer to the question, but it was a masochistic drive. He wanted to feel the pain, and he would no matter how she answered. She was a terrible liar, a terrible lover, and terrible company. ”Boring? David, what the hell?” She turned to him, now, her arm over the back of the chair and her face all scrunched up. ”Why are you asking me?” ”It’s not fair to answer with another question. Just answer” ”I don’t want to” Pain. Sweet pain. She didn’t want to tell him the truth: he was boring. It’d sting deeply into his psyche, deep into his brain. ”Why not?” ”Because it’s a stupid question.” ”You ask stupid questions all the time” Her face shifted from that of indignant surprise to pain. He didn’t even feel guilt for being cruel. Wasn’t the truth meant to be cruel? That’s what made it so special. ”Just answer. Please.” He meant the ’please’ to be softer, a begging. But it came out like a judge telling a witness to answer the lawyer, answer and give himself away as a liar. Sharon chewed on her lip a moment, breaking up the meticulous paint of her lipstick. Why was she getting dressed up? They were going out. He had forgotten. It explained her snideness when she came home and he was still in his tan-chromatic work clothes. He glanced down to himself a moment. Feel something. Feel guilt. He looked back up, waiting for her answer. ”David, you aren’t boring. You’re not exciting, but you’re not boring. I mean, you have really interesting thoughts sometimes. I mean, I don’t always understand them, but that means they gotta be interesting, right?” ”That doesn’t make any fucking sense. Just because you don’t understand them..doesn’t mean I’m interesting. Quantum Physics.” ”What?” ”Quantum Physics. Do you understand that?” ”No” ”It isn’t interesting at all unless you understand it. So, I must be boring to you.” ”That’s fucked up logic. I said you weren’t” ”You’re lying.” ”Jesus, it sounds like you already had your mind made up. Why did you even ask me?” ”Just trying to understand. Jesus, it stings.” ”What does?” David just sat on the edge of their bed, his hands draped between his knees, staring at the ugly carpet. Had he agreed on that carpet? Christ, it was horrendous. ”I’m leaving.” ”What? David, you’re starting to scare me.” ”Good. Makes me more interesting. But I’m leaving. I left my job today, I’m leaving you, I’m leaving this house, this town, this city. I’m getting out of here.” ”You can’t.” He just looked up to her, shocked that there was pain behind her eyes. How much did she depend on him? He was steady, predictable, and she needed it. ”Listen, I know about you. I know everything. I’m not mad, I’m really not. I would fuck around behind my back to. I’m kind of an idiot, blind to that sort of thing. You don’t need me, Sharon. I’m like a melon baller.” ”A melon baller” ”Yeah. Totally useless unless.” • View