There it is again, that word: real. It gets thrown around so readily, and it means so many different things.
"I'm sorry," he says, low, quiet. He didn't leave any friends behind, but he knows how it feels to have lost a deeply felt sense of purpose. "It's hard to focus on the good, new things when you're still mourning the old."
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Date: 2022-08-27 12:11 am (UTC)"I'm sorry," he says, low, quiet. He didn't leave any friends behind, but he knows how it feels to have lost a deeply felt sense of purpose. "It's hard to focus on the good, new things when you're still mourning the old."