A Clown’s Oath

"Well, that settles it," I said. "I am never doing that again!"

I said, but still I kept doing it, it was non-stop, like an obsession, I kept missing her, but at the same time I hate her for all the evil she has caused me.

I promised myself to change everything after my return, I'll have to get the strength from anywhere, I don't have an alternative. I remember vividly when we were together at the Circus, she said to me that ...

No matter how much public we have we should wear the best clown makeup ever!! So I decided I was going to be the best circus clown ever, even if the show was done for one person! She was my inspiration so I wasn’t ready to let her down

My audience was two senile old people, a puppy, and a parakeet. And I was going to put on the best possible show for my audience. First, I'd need 2 cream pies and 6 dozen skinny balloons.

I walked to center ring, the spotlight at my back. This wild crew may have lost their minds but they were my audience and I wouldn’t let them down. At the end I took a bow—my face covered in cream—and let the applause wash over me. A clown’s oath, I thought, must never be broken.