He sighed again. Seemed to be built of sighs tonight. “I could be patient maybe. Almost feels like… You know, that night you brought me out here, seems like I hardly remember it I was so tired. But you told me it was easier to breathe out here. And you were right. Sometimes I don’t think I took a real breath my whole life before I got out here. And now I catch myself just… being. Sitting still. I didn’t ever think I liked the quiet, but I think I just never knew what it felt like.” I nodded. “Changes you,” I said. I wanted to say more, but I didn’t know what.
