“you can’t be tired,” chortles a middle aged family friend, “you’re young!”
“really??” I exclaim. I had no idea. my exhaustion lifts off my shoulders, the bags under my eyes disappear. I no longer need sleep, due to my invigorating youth. I Am Free.
I read middle aged as Middle Aged and was expecting a plague reference.
“thou cannot have the black death,” the doctor scoffs behind his mask, “you are youthful!”
“marry??” I exclaim. I hadst no idea. the fever lifts, mine own strength returns, the blackness fades from mine own skin. I am in perfect health, due to mine own most wondrous youth. I Am Free.
I wish Batman was depicted like this more often. Many of his villains are mentally ill and victims of tragic circumstances, it would be nice to see him try to help them as much as he helps the people they put in danger because of their problems.
I tear up every time I watch this show. “I had a bad day too, once.”