Moving out to Minnesota was probably the best decision that I have made. I no longer find myself ensnared by the narcissistic ways of the city and its’ inhabitants. It was all beginning to become way too much for me. I …show more content…
They never interest me. I am so full of a killer disgust for the both of them, especially Tom. I used to find myself wishing he would one day feel the same way Gatsby did. I know more than to let it control me, but it is still there. It is still strong. Never have I actually heard from either of them since leaving the West Egg. Most of the time I am enlightened by the newspaper of their ordeals. They are still as rich and equally egocentric as the other, I find comfort in knowing they are together. They truly both do deserve one another, after all, ignorance is bliss. So I imagine they are both very, very happy together. It is easy to imagine Tom, still full of misdirected rage and absent-minded. And Daisy, whom I can bet slyly continues to live her life at the expense of others. My thought is broken by a ring from the telephone coming from inside the house. In much confusion, I steadily make my way through the front door. Grabbing the phone, I