bicycleofthoughts

It is time. I have to do this. I have no choice. There is a lot at stake here. All my money, my lifestyle and all my fake friends. You can call me ‘broke’ if I fail to take action. I don’t like being broke. When you are broke, your friends try to help you. I feel like they are pitying me. Being pitied on breaks my heart and spirit. So, there is an utmost need for me to do this.

First, I need to escape this cell I am locked in. The cell isn’t bad as it only contains me. I am the first criminal in the last 8 years. You can say that Binland is a peaceful and honest place. People here follow the rules of the town. So, the cell is like a personal place for me. They give me food which isn’t great but is edible. I don’t even have to work for it. The guards here did not have any work for about 8 years, so I am guessing that they can afford one more freeloader. Finally I am on the other end of the taxes and I had to become a criminal for that.

I have worked out my whole plan. I will eat my food first. There is always a chance of failure and I don’t want to get caught hungry. It will ruin my mood further. There are three guards that patrol around in the prison. They seem bored all the time and give me food three times a day. That is all they do. There is a key to my cell that they have never used. Everything required for my survival is in this cell. I have come up with the perfect plan – I will befriend the guards and then ask them to free me. It will be easy. I don’t think it is supposed to be this easy. Am I missing something?