Down Once More…

…to the dungeon of my black despair!
Down we plunge to the prison of my mind!

So it is an above-freezing Monday and our Opera Ghost has a dilema on his hands. Quite a dilema indeed. But to understand this, we must rewind all the way back to the 29th of December, a Wednesday. Well, technically it was Thursday, the 30th, for it was about 2 at night, or in the morning, rather. ANYway…There sat the Phantom, although at that time he was still MAestro.

He was talking online to none other but Kristin, the lovely young lass you may recall from a previous entry. Well, apparently her and Maestro were “going out.” Sure, he asked her out…but they never actually did go out ona date or anything…they just hang out a lot. Certainly Maestro had every intention of going further with her…but that is beside the point. At this time, they were not a couple. Or at least, that is what Maestro thought.

However, Kristin thought they were. And then on the aforementioned night, interestingly enough, she decided to end that which only she thought ever was. Confused? Maestro was. He was kind of sad, also. Kind of…disturbed. It bothered our Hero that the first person he ever asked out was so quick to change her mind. She didn’t even give him a chance.

But O well, Maestro moved on, as he always has in these situations which he is all too familiar with. Kristin begged that they stay friends, to which Maestro replied “Why wouldn’t I want to stay friends with you?” And so, from this little tragedy, no great harm was done. For to this day she is still just as much the friend as she was before. Nothing has really changed, except that both of them no longer expect it to go any further. Maestro likes to keep his friends, so he was happy because of this.

But as you all know, Maestro desperately desires to be with someone…So he couldn’t help but be depressed by yet another failed attempt at getting a girlfriend. And soon enough…thanks to that and a number of other occurances that were similarly disheartening…Maestro, our happy Hero, faded into The Phantom, our tormented Ghost.

And that brings us to about now. What a depressing life the Phantom leads, eh? Not really, but it is certainly no tiptoe through the tulips either. And speaking of which, I can now begin to delve into our Ghost’s dilema…in another entry! Mwahahahahaha! You must wait for the next entry to know all there is to know…Because now, I have no desire to continue writing…So until I actually do save the world from unfinished stories…

The Universe Can Wait