Call it Thursday he wrote

                           felt it was still Wednesdaya lingering Wednesday  traveltrashed so he compelleddemanded Thursdayshrugging off the remains of Wednesday

   he also was trying to shrug off a dream that woke him

                                                             which troubled him

he struggled with its meaning through the day in the air in the airports among the milling surging bodies he usually enjoyed people watching but even they couldnt distract him today

   THURSDAY

he determined the two of the dreamed incidents were reiterating what hed known a long time

                                                                                                   COMMITMENT or rather COMMITCEMENT

once committed he was unshakeable

the first incident was him driving a car descending a steep grade the road crumbling under the tires oddcorrupted sections of pavement like drifting icefloes sliding left sliding off the gradedearth no guardrails   horror  etched on the faces of drivers and occupants as they went OVER  doomed

                                                                  a car he avoided drifted sideways in front of himpumped the brakesavoided a collision which may have likely aided the driver though earlierfurthur up the hill the same driver forced other cars over the side to oblivion?he didnt know  wasnt willing to find out horror isnt etched without reason

he soughtfought the car to the shoulder as it meltedoozed onto the dissemblingroad clots of concreteroad shabby rock gravel he slalomed spun somehow kept the vehicle descending  avoided the rotting edge

                                                                                               somehow  made flat level ground

committed

second was a blind leap into treetops slick courses of mist from a cliff occurred to him as he approached it was suicidal however he had given his word to a cohort who was trappeddoomed if he couldnt free them

                                                                                                           he was thin hope

the thinnest hope

his hope was the duffel he carried before him tethered to his waist a length of rope between themhed follow its descent

he hoped itd be shieldenough

throwing himself over the edge he casted the duffel at his feet  fell eyeswide

                                                                                 COME WHAT MAY

he was committed to seeing it through

evenif he damaged or killed himself

he wouldnt recoil

didnt pauseCOMMITCEMENT

give ones word

cant renege

have to be good to it or one isnt credible isnt honest has lied

possibly a third incident lurked

                                 it reveledspooled in the back of his head as he plummeted  ran like opaquefilm in his eyes but not enough to obscure the approaching treetops if he survived the fall he was to assault a “friends” house a stout black house few windows mounted high in the walls to look out one would have to stand on something

friend knowingly stabbed him in the back lied to himNot that he was surprisedhe suspected there were too many asideshints  actions   he disregarded his words actions   he disregarded his words

   Commitment

is not loyalty

Commitmentcommitcement is not an oathfealty to another 

it is a promise to ones self

bold

     because sometimes ones commitment leads them into harms way  they see it coming

dreaming he smiled ridiculous large he survived the fall through the treetops the snaking mist  surprise

he smiled thinking that someone thought hed flinch pull back

                                                                 smiled  that someone would think he was bluffing

   he was committed

approaching 0000hours,  Wednesday/Thursday,  20/21  9. 23

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