I stepped out form the Taxi when it started talking, the voice in my head with it’s bad English accent and wrong grammar. Trying to sound cool and funny he said “What a lovely day to die!”
I stared at the sky and thought about it, it is a lovely day to die, not so cold, not so hot, and there’s a slight air current that gives you a promise of a fresh new beginning.
Then, trying to avoid being hit by a passing car, struggling to walk in that narrow street leading to our beloved university I remembered I still have some unfinished business, and If I died today my spirit won’t go to the light and I’ll remain trapped on this ugly planet for eternity. Hell no!
"You’re just stalling me, you’re too coward to take that step towards immortal peace!" I listened to him mocking, insulting and yelling at me. That voice needs to behave himself, I should give him a lesson, but anyway I replied, defensing myself that I still have two relationships that need some fixing. A friend, and my God.
He was silent, so I kept on talking “you don’t want to meet God while he’s mad at you, do you?”, secretly laughing at his stupid silence, I kept on walking.
Zoom out, my head suddenly turned into a camera, recording my life. It’d make an interesting movie. A thought came across my mind when he again replied “A VERY boring movie”.
We laughed. It was the first time today to have a conversation with him that lasted up till now. I have a voice in my head and I can assure you, he’s not funny most of the time.
But even though it’s awkward and may lead one day to a psychological disorder, but I enjoy his company, since loneliness comes for free with every meal nowadays.