Saturday, 14 March 2015

My conversation with Dexter Morgan

Dexter: Tonight's the night
Me: when I'll complete the Dexter Season.
Dexter : I finally have to accept it, I will always be alone.
Me: No, We always have our own Dark Passenger.
Dexter: You can't play on my feelings. I don't have any.
Me: Almost same here.
Dexter: They make it look so easy, connecting with another human being. It's like no one told them it's the hardest thing in the world.
Me: I tried to tell them but no one has time to listen. So I keep quiet in front of them.
Dexter: All you can do is play along at life, and hope that sometimes you get it right.
Me: Waiting for that sometime.
Dexter: It's Okay. Life doesn't have to be perfect, it just has to be lived...
Me: With our Faith & Hope.
Dexter: I just know there’s something dark in me and I hide it. I certainly don’t talk about it, but it’s there always, this Dark Passenger. And when he’s driving, I feel alive, half sick with the thrill of complete wrongness. I don’t fight him, I don’t want to. He’s all I’ve got. Nothing else could love me, not even… especially not me. Or is that just a lie the Dark Passenger tells me? Because lately there are these moments when I feel connected to something else… someone. It’s like the mask is slipping and things… people… who never mattered before are suddenly starting to matter. It scares the hell out of me.
Me: If possible, I would like to drive that car along with Dark Passenger because I felt like the same.
If nothings happen ! as per you - planned ! Then watch Dexter

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