“I do want things to be clear, to be understood. I also wonder if I’m terrified of apathy.” He did not say this in his usual tone, rather something quieter, the voice one kept tucked in their vest. “I worry that if I don’t fight to give the clearest picture of myself—who I try to be and what I believe to be true—I’ll grow indifferent to what that vision is. A moral lethargy will set into my comfortable life, when all I want is to be afire with the cause.”
