[ no is what he wants to say, what he feels like he ought to say, but it wouldn't entirely be the truth: he doesn't feel like it's something he's felt constantly, consistently. he remembers being contented, with being happy with his life before — before the hospital, before his accident. and yet, there are other things he remembers — thoughts and feelings he'd passed off as particularly vivid dreams, like a marriage in a church to a woman whose face he can't remember and a name he doesn't know. ]
Yeah, [ he answers at length, with a twist of his lips and a flicker of doubt; he thinks again of that discomfort in a small town, that feeling that he ought to be somewhere bigger, up somewhere higher. ] but that's also known as wanderlust.
no subject
Yeah, [ he answers at length, with a twist of his lips and a flicker of doubt; he thinks again of that discomfort in a small town, that feeling that he ought to be somewhere bigger, up somewhere higher. ] but that's also known as wanderlust.