Yeah, I get it now. They’re all coming back. Including the one who is silent. She doesn’t want me to write this, she wants to turn her face to the wall and never speak again.
I fear I am going to places I’ve been before. I don’t know if I can trust I will come back. I can feel reality changing. And I don’t know how to stop it, I don’t know how to control it.
This is so much the truth that I can’t find any way to believe anything different.