He chuckles softly, then is quiet for a long moment, listening to the slight sound of the wavelets and the singing of the stars.
"Why is it, sister, that all roads seem to lead to being dependent on others?"
Does true happiness not lie in true freedom? Once upon a time, not so long ago really, he would have said it was so, without hesitation. Without doubt. Now, finding himself saddened by the unhappiness of others grates on him, for it means he is not even in control of himself, of his own emotions.
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Date: 2006-11-17 07:08 pm (UTC)From:"Why is it, sister, that all roads seem to lead to being dependent on others?"
Does true happiness not lie in true freedom? Once upon a time, not so long ago really, he would have said it was so, without hesitation. Without doubt. Now, finding himself saddened by the unhappiness of others grates on him, for it means he is not even in control of himself, of his own emotions.