Maybe I've just been thinking a bit lately about what—well, about what "fine" and "happy" are actually supposed to be. People asked me about that kind of thing a lot, here, and I didn't have a real answer.
Right? Or—well, I still only feel like there's a difference to me sometimes.
I think a lot of people would think that was a thing I lost, when I accepted the Neverborn, but I don't think it was a thing I ever learned in the first place. But, ah...
...I don't feel like I'm suffocating anymore. Maybe that's it.
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Though I guess we've both fucked up on that score.
[what with Rain running away with her girlfriend and Crow murdering his dad and such]
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And here I thought you were always better at it than I was—
I suppose neither of us ever claimed to be good at anything, though.
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[he leans back on his hands, looking up at the sky, legs kicking idly where they hang off the edge of the roof]
I'm good now. I'm good at this, at being what I am.
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[ she makes a quiet huff. ]
...this is probably a strange question, but—if you don't mind humoring me. Are you happy?
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Yeah, that is pretty fucking strange. You know me. I'm fine, Rain. I always am.
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I think a lot of people would think that was a thing I lost, when I accepted the Neverborn, but I don't think it was a thing I ever learned in the first place. But, ah...
...I don't feel like I'm suffocating anymore. Maybe that's it.
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Never saw much of a difference myself. That sounds nice, though.
[and he seems... mostly? sincere about that]
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I know it's probably not going to stay easy, but—it finally feels like I'm doing something right, is all.
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...kind of missed this, in a way.
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[as much as he's been lulled by the weirdness of this place, and new, less boring Rain, there's still some things that should probably be left alone.]
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