I am glad that today I have time for all this. Time to entertain both of us, but maybe one day I will be done with all this and on that day, while sitting alone at my desk, having nothing to occupy myself, maybe on that day I will set you (my mind) free and then wait for you to return, with stories, adventures, shame or joy.
I will listen patiently to all your tales like a abandoned old man who has nothing to do for. Maybe I will ask questions, maybe sometime I would like to know all in detail, or maybe I will accept your short quirk replies. All will be done as per your wish, as you know I have nothing to do or say.
But I do wonder, what will you bring back to me, when I set you free? Will you confront me with new stuff, or will you be happy to linger around my old memories? I wonder what will be his choice?
I guess, he will be comfortable in my pile of past memories, but then I don’t want that stuff. I want something new, fresh and alive. Something which will pump adrenalin in my old veins, which will make my heart weep profoundly either in pain or happiness or make me dance in joy. I want him to gift me bliss.