In for a penny, in for a pound
Me: Papa’s gotta get back to work and make some scratch.
In the film Heat, there’s a scene where they accidentally kill a guard while doing a heist.
When that happens, they kill everyone. Because the law says that if someone dies during a robbery, that’s murder, period. And murdering one and murdering 20 is the same, so you might as well not leave any witnesses.
A dark example, I know.
On a slightly brighter note, I also wrote about this story once before, over a decade ago:
Alexander the Great used to burn his boats once his army landed somewhere so that they had no choice but either fight and win or die in a foreign land.
But I’ve made a decision to stay in this world that I despise. So in for a penny in for a pound.
That’s the thing with doing stuff. If you’re gonna do it, you gotta shut up and do it.
I’ve lost my faith in God. If there is a god, he hates my family. If there isn’t, then I’m no worse nor better off than before.
But there are things from the bible that still resonate with me. Revelation 3:16 said that “Because you are lukewarm, neither hot nor cold, I spit you out of my mouth.”
Because I’m staying, I stay as a single father now. Gotta be the best single father I possibly can.
And there’s not much to do but do it. Everything else is a distraction from the real job at hand.
What a job that is…
Me: We’re gonna start potty training, doesn’t that sound like fun!?
Him: (laughing, shaking head) Noooooo.
Me: (laughing also) Trust me, I like it even less than you do. But we do what we gotta do, yeah?