He didn't especially want to bring it up, since it's by now a given, a shadow that hangs in every corner of his life and always will, but. If Ossie's going in that direction.
"I mean... what do you want to know? I'm... sad? Lot of grief. Sun keeps turning anyway. Still have to feed myself. The works."
What is it about feelings that can and do swallow you whole and alive that makes you talk like that.
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He didn't especially want to bring it up, since it's by now a given, a shadow that hangs in every corner of his life and always will, but. If Ossie's going in that direction.
"I mean... what do you want to know? I'm... sad? Lot of grief. Sun keeps turning anyway. Still have to feed myself. The works."
What is it about feelings that can and do swallow you whole and alive that makes you talk like that.