Peace arrives, and in that peace we come to terms with what we’ve become. Because we are changed, and that’s hard. It’s like therapy. Sometimes in order to escape the bad place you’re in, you have to go through trauma and hardship. Sometimes letting go of the barbed wire means tearing your skin some more, before you’re free. We talk, and information passes between us that is not talk. We try to understand what it is that we understand.
