Too Bold a Thought. Something from the time of the cafe. Moments when thoughts were allowed to fly freely.
– Hello? I'm Popescu. From the Commission for the Homologation of Cocoa Mornings. Would you be kind enough to tell us if you have such a morning?
– Piss off, E.!
– Oh! What's up?
– Exceptional. what do you want
– Are you coming to the concert tonight?
– I can't, I broke my spine. In a Too Bold Thought.
– Ceeee???
– But, boy, you badly need a visit to the optometrist. About two minutes ago, the props guys replaced the "dialogue" banner with this one, which says big, for people like you - M O N O L O G.What was I saying? Oh, yes. That I broke my spine.
The cafe.
Question for my non-existent readers. How many times can you break your spine in too bold thoughts? Someone from behind protests indignantly: Huoo!! My face!!!
Okay, okay. I don't know if it's broken. Jurors have been deliberating for several hours. Will it be a good or bad sign? Maybe it's just rheumatism and that's why it hurts. Blah, blah, blah...
And the Too Bold Thought said: "What if he and I were more than two strangers who, from time to time, sit down get tired on the same bench, in the same park?".
The Prea Indraznet thought comes from a very large family. One of his brothers asked him one evening, long ago:
– Does that Man, of whom the great-grandfather spoke, really exist?
– Which? said the Too Bold Thought curiously.
– That. Of which he always talks. He is a man like all men, but not really.
– "A man like all men, but not really"??!!
– Yes. do you have time There is a lot to say...
– I have, I have, answered the Too Bold Thought, pulling his chair closer to his brother.
– This man... knows how to be. Do you understand? This is a big deal, I tell you. He knows how to shout that he is. This man loves his time. He knows how to make it JUST HIS. And you know what time does then? Ice cream! Yes, yes, don't look at me like that. Ice cream. Of surprise, of desire, that's why the ice. The clocks stop ticking. The noises are silent in shame. And the people around are standing where they are, without even knowing it... Hey! Hey! what are you doing where are you going
As he hurried to the door, the Too Bold Thought answered:
– I go to her. I want to ask him for permission to leave here. And if he won't let me go, I'll still leave.
– Wait! Not! Listen to me! You are not ready to become... Real..
But he was no longer... He was no longer even a Too Daring Deed. He had run so fast towards that Man that he had tripped over the threshold and remained there, between two worlds, inert.
She collected it from the dust, later. He wrapped it in a tear, so it wouldn't be cold, and put it on the middle shelf, where all the too bold thoughts sleep silently.
