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Guilt is anger directed at ourselves – at what we did or did not do. Guilt is perhaps the most painful companion to death. Guilt: The gift that keeps on giving.

Fuck the Chinese. There I said it. I don’t care if it sounds racist. Fuck them. Fuck them and that stupid old fucking man in the fucking sky with his fucking cunting dreams.

On the plus side it turns out I can fly a jet plane. On the double plus side I can also land the jet plane without killing everyone inside. Always a bonus. Now I have a promise to keep though. A promise to a dream, a pretty real dream and a promise I should have fulfilled a long time ago. A promise that I never should have had to make.

Guilt is a supreme waste of time and energy

“Overwatch this is Delta Mike niner niner. Are you reading over?”

“Really Eli?”

“Come on Jo you have to let me have some fun”

“I didn’t realise you were capable of fun”

“Aren’t you a barrel of laughs. We’ve arrived in London and just set down on Sykes towers. I need to you to do me a favour.”

“What is it this time?”

“I need you to register the plane.”

“Register the plane…”

“Yeah I need to make a trip to Chicago on the way home so we have to able to land at one of the airports there.”

“Uh-huh…And how do you expect me to register the obviously top secret plane?”

“Eccentric billionaire designed it? They’ve designed crazier things”

“Okkkayy. I’ll look into it but I’m not guaranteeing anything. Why do you have to go to Chicago anyway?”

“I’ve got an old friend I want to look up…”

A supreme waste…

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