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December 17, 2019
The truth is this: This country he's in, it's unreachable. We have all sorts of little things we did in the past that we regret simply because we can never take them back. Here there is no regret. This is his fantasy come to life, no one to please, no one to love too hard, no one to reject him, no one to keep their door locked, no one to lock his door against. No one, simply no one. Peace, quiet, contentment. Safety, happiness, acceptance. In a few hours he can come home, but he chooses to go farther, farther.