（ he nods, accepting that answer. one arm is folded across his chest as he supports the opposing elbow, and takes another sip of his drink. he is aware of the effect time has on the mind — how when you are young, a single day can seem to stretch on into forever. it is a thing that is bright and rife with possibilities and promise. as you age, time compresses. shortens. windows of opportunity seem to shrink, even though it is you that changes — not the time itself.
a childhood spent alone is a lifetime.
his gaze cuts away, focusing on some of the more ostentatious decoration on the walls. ）
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a childhood spent alone is a lifetime.
his gaze cuts away, focusing on some of the more ostentatious decoration on the walls. ）
Did you find it difficult to adjust afterwards?
（ asking for a friend. ）