Abandon WheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeL

"You ought not to think about those things," she said.

"Why? So what if I want to jump? The vision came to me. Everyday, it emerges. Everyday it rides up my spine and nips at the hairs on the back of my neck, like rusty clippers. It pinches and pulls at the very fiber of my being. And ideas such as that should never be ignored."

"I agree, but is this one of those ideas?"

"I don't know yet.  But I tell you, I have had a veridical hallucination. And as it stands, the only thing I am sure of in life... is where I don't want to be, and that is on this God damned ferris wheel."

"Oh, shut it! Don't you be misrememberin' who you be accounting to, Mister! And you best be stayin' put if you know what's good for you. You wait until the ride stops."

"Why? Who placed you on your pedestal? And why must you drag me down into your den of iniquity? Damn it woman, you may not get it, but I do. I grind it in my mind, just fine. I am self destructive by choice, not by fate, and unless you can give me one good reason to refrain from thrusting myself off this ferris wheel, then consider me a wingless bird."

"Wait! I have a reason! In fact... it's the only reason I can think of. At least wait a couple minutes before you do it."

"Why?  Spit it out, woman."

"Because I'm standing under you
and I don't want to get guts on my dress."