Making a break for tomorrow, this is the way! Posing as wistful, my Machiavellian remembrances! Ah, feigning nostalgia, for a glance through a randomly redacted instruction manual (containing both do’s and don’ts but heavy on the don’ts!).
Or sometimes remembering to interrogate: What happened then and there? The question applied to myself not without a certain amount of scheming pressure.
Dangerous for my poor, dear charitable stability, the one once again preparing to give way to an unmapped vicinity!