Universe vs Girl- Demon Edition

U: So, a demon challenge, eh?

G: Appears so.

U: Internal or external?

G: Closer inspection of the challenge suggests internal- though I’d have to say the two work in tandem should one or the other get a foot in the door.

U: Interesting. Are you sure you’re... ready to go there?

G: Sure? All I can do is start writing... I’m rarely sure, and certainly, this one makes me less so.

U: Why is that?

G: My demons... oh, yes, I have a few. The standard issue demons- insecurity, envy, rage, uncertainty, apathy... just to name those in mind at the moment.

U: Those are a few recognizable ones, yes. However, are you sure they are yours?

G: I still deal with them, even if it’s on a subscription basis, let’s say- I have something of a membership?

U: Why would anyone want that?

G: It’s not a matter of want. It’s a matter of constructs, a matter of recognition, a matter of continued... education.

U: Recognition?

G: Yup. It’s one thing to have a demon, or even a collection, it’s another to know the... face, name, whatever. Recognize = address.

U: And, are you ‘addressing’ your demons?

G: Well, er... You know, I wonder what it would be like if I woke up every day and said “Hallo Demons! What devious misunderstandings and over reactions do we have planned today?” I haven’t yet. I just muzzily hope they sleep longer than I do and then hope the coffee only works for me and I’ll get through...

U: Get through the day? A day without demons?

G: If I took the time to think about them BEFORE they manifested... perhaps.

U: But you don’t, correct?

G: Of course not. They become familiars after a time. “Aha!” I say, each time my rage gets loose. “Egads, well, at least it’s not nearly as strong” I say, each time I envy someone’s cool response when I trip on my tongue. Yet, it only happens after.

U: After you’ve raged, after you’ve torn yourself to bits because you don’t feel you’re good enough, after you’ve realized you are not ‘their’ cool, you are ‘your’ cool kind of thing?

G: Something like that. Yes. I’m all about hindsight, rarely about prevention.

U: Honestly, that’s a seriously human thing to be.

G: Yeah... it just, well, it doesn’t feel right. I mean...

U: You let a demon out there, you know.

G: Ah, yes. That one gets out a great deal. It’s the one with the straight jacket for thought. We’re old aquaintences now.

U: So... familiarity breeds... ?

G: Familiarity breeds familiarity. I know that demon is there- I know I’ll fall into the straight jacket again... just as I’ll fall in with Rage- one bad driver at a time, one idiot on a pulpit at a time, one ‘I should have freakin’ known better!′ at a time.

U: Do you like it? I mean, if you didn’t, you’d...

G: Change it? You were going to say ‘if it makes you uncomfortable, you’d change it’, or something, correct?

U: Your words, my dear, your words.

G: I think my demons are puzzles. Not that I’ve really ever considered puzzles overly intriguing, but these- well I must do, right?

U: You humans play the oddest games.

G: We do. We fall on our swords, we dance with our demons, we succumb again and again... and yet- we continue. One of these days, perhaps you’ll enlighten us as to why?

U: And take away your activities? Nah, you’ll get there eventually. It’s the journey, not the destination.

G: *Sigh* Just my luck, today the Universe is quoting memes...

U: Can’t make it too easy. Besides, those demons are craftsmanship.

G: You never do. Just, next time?

U: Yes?

G: Add some googly eyes or something to them.