After I said yes, I think is when they left. Nail in the coffin, I guess.
I don't... It blurs together. Before that, it was — natural disasters... and sicknesses in towns... I don't know. I started keeping the television off. I think the angels were still there, though. Waiting.
I don't know. I think... two and a half, three years of saying no...? And then after the...
[He's quiet for a moment, and then, a little more strained:]
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Date: 2020-11-17 11:48 pm (UTC)[He rubs his forehead, anxious.]
After I said yes, I think is when they left. Nail in the coffin, I guess.
I don't... It blurs together. Before that, it was — natural disasters... and sicknesses in towns... I don't know. I started keeping the television off. I think the angels were still there, though. Waiting.
I don't know. I think... two and a half, three years of saying no...? And then after the...
[He's quiet for a moment, and then, a little more strained:]
The years after are a blur.
Couldn't track time very well.