So, with temporary indecisiveness, typical to her nature, she began prioritizing things. Setting priorities at that moment, she knew, was as redundant as deciding whether or not to jump off a drowning ship for life's sake; her conscience knew what to do, already. That was one time when being tested, literally, seemed meager to her, and she chose anything but to put herself to examination.
None of the scrutiny (other than the self imposed ones) ever gave her a sense of accomplishment. She knew she'd survive, as she had before too. Knowing exactly the limits of her intellect, she, for once, was sure of her actions. There was no fear of falling as she knew she wouldn't.
She was deliberately diverted.
She was deliberately diverted.
