Before I make the big leap I’d better test the water to see just how deep it actually is.
I am allowing my mind to ponder and obsess over things that will surely drive me mad. What will I be like when I’m old? Will I even see old age? When will be my time to go and how?
Wouldn’t it be ironic for me to live under the roof of my lifelong enemy and enjoy total paradise? I think it might be a little too risky.