Slivers of Conversations I’ve Had This Week

If you’d been eavesdropping, you might have heard some of these snippets of conversations I’ve been having lately:

1. How valuable is the belief that what you’re doing transcends mere earthly matters and rises to level of being a spiritual mission in service to God? Is adhering to rote policies important enough to risk losing that motivation?
2. When you use lies and gossip to cause grief for a person while at the same time professing your Christianity, how do you reconcile these obvious sinful acts with your profession of faith ?
3. At what point do you stop having the right to call yourself a victim, and become the villain in someone else’s life instead? I think I’m the villain in his story these days.
4. Dammit, Sparrow!!! Really?!!
5. I would be more inclined to stay longer if I had somewhere to sit down, and if you would just stop talking so much. Seriously, dude. You never shut up.
6. There is no shame in admitting you need help. Last time, I admitted you needed help. It would be nice if this time, it was you admitting it instead of me.
7. No. I don’t believe you’d die for me. But that’s okay because I wouldn’t die for you either. That makes us even, right?
8. Here we were, the ones who had managed to elude law enforcement long enough to make it to Amnesty Day. An ocean of evaders. These were my people……Of course, the moment was ruined the minute I found out how ridiculously inexpensive my fine was. Everyone around me stopped and looked at me like I was a $187.00 moron. A suspended license, the unscheduled detours I’d take the minute a police car pulled behind me, not to mention the stress I would begin to feel at the the thought of having to drive somewhere. I’m an idiot.
9. Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold on a minute. How is this unfair? It’s inconvenient. It’s scary as hell, for you and for the rest of us. But unfair? No. It’s not only fair, but it is just, because you did it!! You don’t become innocent with long stretches of time. You broke the law. You got caught. You plead guilty. None of those parts have changed.  Time has no effect on things we did in the past other than play with the memories. The reality of what happened does not change.
10. Promises around here tend to not come true. It’s a kind of torture really.
11. It makes me nervous that you’ve been bargain basement shopping for a pet, and not only did that quest lead you to my puppies, but you’re haggling with me like I’m selling them in a garage sale that’s being rained out on its last day.

~ Bird