You’re become more eerily quiet.
There are times where I can hear you moving around, but that’s a rarity these days.
There are times your oldest attempts to still act like an elephant in a trampoline park, but those times are starting to become a rarity.
Do I expect that to change? Yes. I know you’re trying to keep me on my toes and I know you’re trying to make me feel like I’m going crazy.
Right now, I think you’re more concerned about getting information. Hoping I spill the beans about my next move.
I know your ‘dog whistle’ is still in play. I may not know when you’ll bring it out next, but I know you haven’t put it away for good.
I have no desire to anticipate your next move. I just know everything is still on the table.
The biggest thing I’ve noticed is that you’re being more eerily quiet than anything else. That may change tomorrow. Or maybe the day after that. I have no desire to figure it out.
I’m keeping my mouth shut. At least, I’m going to try to. It isn’t easy when you’ve made it your mission to elicit a reaction and make me look like I’m the bad guy.
I’ve started the ball rolling. It’s only a matter of time.
Island of Misfit Mamas 