Lost Creek Hollow Redemption

No more good things? He tried to consider how that was even possible. You can't see them sometimes because they haven't happened. But they are there. He said, sitting down as he did so. This is a good thing now, talking. This morning he hadn't known they'd meet up and talk like this, but he was enjoying it a lot. If she wasn't, maybe it was a bad example, but he wasn't sure quite what else to say.

You should go where you want to be. Even if where you want to be is just not here. He answered for the next question, thinking back on when he'd been more of a wanderer. He'd settled here for now, but his experiences over the past few years had shown him clearly that he needed to fit his own wants. He couldn't let guilt or duty keep him in a place he didn't like. Self pity is good. It shows what we don't want. Well, kinda. That wording wasn't right, but he couldn't quite put the thoughts into the right ones. He didn't think that complaining or feeling bad about yourself was a bad thing. It just meant something was wrong, and thinking about that was the only way to make it better.