December 8, 2019
"What are you angry about? Exactly?" His new friend has a knack for honesty and inquisitiveness without being offensive and cloying. It's...refreshing. So he thinks hard about it before answering. "Nothing, exactly. Just, the general sort." His friend waits for him to elaborate. "It's the anticipation that something will go wrong. That, if I begin enjoying myself and believing that I have my own life, something from the past will insert itself in my life again and set me back." His friend's scowling. "Do you understand?" He knows what the answer is. Nobody understands. "Yes," his friend says. "Yes."