Said the Joker to the Thief

It's been raining pretty steadily since midday yesterday. I'm getting cabin fever and very tired of walking the flooded sidewalk between here (my study) and the house. I don't know why, but I've always disliked trudging through water. If I weren't sick and therefore so unsurefooted, I might leap from high ground to high ground, but as it is I've only stepping feebly from puddle to puddle! I used to be fat and smoked cigarettes and had good balance. Now I'm thin and smokeless and dizzy all the time.

"Must be some kind of way out of here!"

Wonder what that means?

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