Jefferson - We Are Both
I miss this angry, snarky, fabulously dressed madman. And all of his excellent expressions.
You saw that I was in a raw state, and you stayed to see me through it. Now, when I learned of the lie, however, I deliberately adopted a more sanguine mood. I wanted you to see that I was well again so you could… move on. But the most curious thing happened. You stayed. Days passed, then a week. It became clearer and clearer that you were not staying for me, but for yourself.
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C & C and C & C
You know how the game works. Disorder, war… all it takes is one step.
Whatever happens you must promise me one thing. that you will stay who you are. not a perfect soldier, but a good man.
• thousand-yard stare
1. a vacant or unfocused gaze into the distance, seen as characteristic of a war-weary or traumatized soldier.