Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Worries
I no longer feel that Hamlet is in his right mind. This is evey mother's worse nightmare, to realize that her son is slowly losing his own mind, his own personality that just seems to be slipping away from him. That idiot Polonius keeps saying that he's madly in love, and to be honest, a broken lamp would be able to give better advice. I don't want to intrude in Hamlet's life like some helicopter parent, but I feel that this needs some motherly intervention. I'm thinking about sending those 'friends' of his to maybe get him to see me, I don't want to confront him directly. I don't want to admit it, but I think I'm terrified of him.
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I agree let's send his friends to help him out! *evil laugh* But dear Gertrude with someone as insane as Hamlet there is just no hope. I just think he has been spouting off nonsense these past few days. With the way he treats his flesh and blood he deserves what he's getting. I think that it would be best to just put him out of his misery, like an old dog.
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