my own insanity

- so, how's it going so far?

- well it’s amm… it’s… it’s not going so great
it’s just that, you know… i’m not quite myself right now
i came here on a stupid whim. honestly i’ve never thought about anything less, it's very unlike me.

- so… why is it you aren’t quite yourself at the moment?

- well i just broke up with someone… yesterday.
...you know, given that i’m in a bit of a personal crisis and i find myself in a total stranger’s home, in a town that i can't actually remember the name of, and considering that you showed up and you’re, like, insanely good-looking, and really drunk, and probably won’t remember me anyway... ehm i’m thinking, we should have sex… if you want.

- it’s that a trick question?

- i'm actually serious, and not that this matters but i’ve never said anything like that in my entire life before. it's just this whole "knowing that i’ll never see you again" thing is kind of exiting... i mean, this is what a vacation's supposed to be, right? you’re supposed to vacate your life, do the unexpected... and you are definitely unexpected.

...

- i think you should get dressed, we should take a drive, get some lunch, and get to know each other...

- really? why?

- because i’m running out of reasons why we shouldn’t, aren’t you?