December 12, 2019
He knows this isn't a real place but it's too good to give up. Too good to be true, all the clichés. He won't budge. It's taken too much time to reach this place. Are his new friends even real? Or are they a product of his imagination? Are they versions of him? People he created specifically to agree or disagree with him when he deems it necessary? The memory of people expecting him to be this or that, without deliberate words but with implied authority, it's a past he doesn't want to go back to. So he stays.