Not Quite Casablanca

In the aftermath of a plan executed with precision, with few but welcomed surprises, the protagonists became adults in their ability to handle matters with a strange detachment while at the same time moving somewhat closer. Go figure.

From the position of the VIP observer, I wondered whether they were going to carry the plan through. I sensed he would fail her, I thought she would fail herself, I believed he would not dare, wondered whether he would care. I feared she would resurface in disappointment or -even worse – in a state of constant impossible longing.

The VIP observer admits she was wrong. They both kept their word – all their words. In fact, the words were nothing but actions waiting to happen. And so they did.

They spent hours becoming what they had planned to become. Without remorse or hesitation or fear. And when it all ended, they did look back. And their new words were familiar and simple. No drama. No drama at all.

Here’s looking at you, kids. You’ll always have…whatever it is you want to have.

~ by chaoticmine on March 5, 2007.