The biggest disappointments in life come from expectations.
Waiting for your dad to show up at your baseball game in the fifth grade because he promised? Disappointment.
Thinking that the heir of Akna Pharmaceuticals won't be late for your marriage setup date? Disappointment.
Wishing for your childhood best friend not to plan to kidnap you and have you into sashimi on a surgical table? Disappointment.
But those are all perfectly rational expectations, wouldn't you say?
But you know what it's not a perfectly rational expectation though?
Assuming that the psycho who had you starved and traumatized for months would actually take you out to movies.
That's not rational. Insane even.
Or better said- that's Stockholm Syndrome for you.
And early schizophrenia for me, cuz who am I talking to?
At least I have my drink. Half empty may I add.
"I don't drink sugary grass," he said just to (moments later) gurgle half my drink. What is he- a goose? A camel in the desert?
