Today I had a man arrested. I tried to put myself into his shoes and it seemed that from his own perspective he was right to do what he did. Yet his arrogance got to me, I called the police and soon enough the man's wife was pointing a finger at me and asking whether I had kids.
"Kids are irrelevant. I'm not the villain here", I said, and moved aside.
I knew he was right for himself and I knew I should have felt regret. I didn't. I got scared tho - that this psychopath will find me and will vandalize my endorfin-producing body. Then I would die because my mind is not yet big enough to survive on its own.
Funny thing, guilt. Never there when you need it.
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