Sick of Sugar
After entering the place, they shut the gate behind them.
It was a playground with a few benches, some trees and sad, barely living flowers; a sandbox with a half-finished sandcastle, abandoned by the builder. No one else was to be seen — but, of course, it was outside office hours. They sat down on the backrest of a bench, with their feet on the seat, lit a cigarette, and smoked quietly. It wasn’t really necessary to speak.
They have been observing human beings long enough to lose faith. They didn’t try to intervene with anyone — let the game be played, they must have thought. Because what they saw was all about games — but rarely about fair play. Although it’s a commonplace that one should respect some unwritten rules, there are always so many who don’t. This makes it necessary to sugar-coat decisions with a pinch of friendliness or politeness, depending on the situation, so that the result seems legit and generally acceptable. But, by now, there was just too much sugar all over their life, and the two were badly craving for some salt.
The cigarettes were finished, and the silence became deep and cheerless. They still didn’t say a word, but their thoughts seemed to meet in a shared space. Useless questions and answers popped up in that space, unstoppable. Do people have their own unwritten rules? And even if so, do they stop when their inner traffic lights turn red? Or do they ignore them and keep on racing towards the desired pleasure of victory? How did they learn to fail so masterly? How did they learn to get on their feet so quickly after a fall, to be ready for the next round? And what to do with all those emotions involved? And who enjoys this at all? Does the divine sweet taste really outweigh so much?
They didn’t really believe in a joyful game anymore. But they wanted to understand.
The playground started to fill up with crowds. They expected this, it was time, almost midnight. The bright light of the street lamps was unbearable. They looked at each other, jumped off the bench and left the playground. Not knowing what’s next, they shut the gate behind them.