Yeah, [ he says, because though he obviously can't say he has any experience with it, he can imagine — wouldn't it just become this itch in your soul, every little thing something that could maybe be changed... yeah, it'd be impossible to live like that, never truly in the moment, never accepting things as they are.
and really, he means made it through in quite a literal way — that he's here, right now, in whatever shape he is; it's better than not making it, ending up like his coworkers, or worse still, going to sleep and never waking up. making it through is this, him right here, as not-at-all-okay as he is. not the same as he was before it all, no, but here. ]
Love you too. [ it's softly said and fully meant, an automatic response as it is; and then he adds, softer still, ] And you sleep in a proper bed. [ so yeah, that's good, at least things are a little better, now.
but right — he tries to think of what else to ask, out of the many things he is still in the dark about. ] So... how'd you go from that to volunteering for the experiment?
no subject
and really, he means made it through in quite a literal way — that he's here, right now, in whatever shape he is; it's better than not making it, ending up like his coworkers, or worse still, going to sleep and never waking up. making it through is this, him right here, as not-at-all-okay as he is. not the same as he was before it all, no, but here. ]
Love you too. [ it's softly said and fully meant, an automatic response as it is; and then he adds, softer still, ] And you sleep in a proper bed. [ so yeah, that's good, at least things are a little better, now.
but right — he tries to think of what else to ask, out of the many things he is still in the dark about. ] So... how'd you go from that to volunteering for the experiment?