Gretchen and I Are As Thick As Thieves…

…a phrase which here means we are the kindredest of souls, but we remain nothing more.

And so, The Phantom has successfully dealt with his dilema. And they all lived happily ever after. The End.

To make a short story long…

The Phantom read your notes and enjoyed them. The last one from The Jester proved ESPECIALLY helpful. And during those 10 days while all of you were leaving all of those notes, our Opera Ghost was thinking. And Oh what thoughts he did think! And in between thinkin’s, he read your notes, and they sparked further thinkin’s. Thinking, thought, will think, has thunk, will have thunken. You get the point.

So once again, as your probably would have figured, The Phantom went with the most rational thought he thunked. He and Gretchen, no matter what any dream might like to suggest, are just not gonna end up together. Or not anytime soon anyway. They go together like scotch and soda, or mashed potatoes and gravy. But I don’t like gravy. Anyway, they go together quite well, well enough to be considered kindred souls.

But that does not necessarily dictate that they are meant to be together as more than friends. A lad and a lass can indeed simply be very good friends, as any good Jester will tell you…

But that is beside the point.

The point is, just because The Phantom had a good time with Gretchen at a shindig and had a crazy dream about her does not mean they are destined to be together. The Phantom had to convince himself this. Looking back, he realizes he was being a little silly. I mean, obviously he cares about her and everything, but he really needs to just let her go, or rather, let the idea of them being a couple go. The Phantom got over her once and dagnabbit, he’s done it again! And come on, they managed to stay friends after trying and failing to get together once. But it may be stretching it to think things wouldn’t be weird after trying AGAIN, after all of that. Quit while you’re ahead, y’know? Be happy with what you have. Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth. The glass is half full. Don’t cry over spilled milk…Never get involved in a land war in Asia…? Something like that.

So, not a word of his confusing feelings were relayed to Gretchen, and they are still, as I said, thick as thieves. Which now leaves our Opera Ghost free to persue a relationship that is actually possible! And so, The Phantom has successfully dealt with his dilema. And they all lived happily ever after. The End.

By the way, here is a dramatic picture…

Aren’t you just…dramaticized? Maybe not. It’s a nice hat anyway…

So until I actually do save the world from second thoughts…

The Universe Can Wait