The Pearls of Catharsis Times Issue 01, Oct 2016 | Page 11

As Natasha starts getting off topic because someone said something about ducks and she decided it was time she gave us an update on how her two little ducklings were doing , she adopted them two weeks ago and quite frankly she ’ s obsessed . I slowly begin to ponder on my friends ’ intervention – maybe I dismissed them too quickly , it wouldn ’ t be the worst thing to find love in autumn it doesn ’ t have to be serious , it can be like a rebound thing in the spirit of the season : a fling to give birth to a new me . Sam Winchester would have just smirked them off – Sam ’ s the second strongest willed ( person ) I know . Attending that lecture was a clear waste of time as other than the wellbeing of my lecturers ducks we only got an introduction on preferences and the assumptions / theories behind the indifference curve . I was rather looking forward to drawing the curve because I thought it might help me with my current dilemma . As I walk out of the auditorium I decide to begin my search for the perfect person for autumn . Yes , it ’ s just for autumn I reluctantly repeat to myself . I have to say it to myself a couple of times as I ’ m not sure I understand what a fling is : I either really like you and I dream about our wedding day from day one or , not . Black or white it ’ s that simple . I guess I have to adapt into something like a phoenix : find a love that consumes me in a short space of time and let it burn me to the ashes so that I may rise – “ ouch !” I have somehow landed on my buttocks and my earphones are broken . The dark angel has bumped into me again aaaah ! I just want to yell at him but I decide to silently pick up my stuff and walk away . “ Hey are you just going to walk away without saying anything ?” he asks in an almost accusative tone . “ Excuse me , were you expecting an apology ?”, “ not really just ” – he tries to respond to my outburst and I interject saying “ well I ’ m sorry for walking alone and minding my own business ” as I wave my hands dismissively .