Some people are severely lonely, all they can do is accept the single life as an example of being free and happy.
She is brave and strong and broken all at once. As she speaks it is as if her existence is no longer real to her in itself, more like a living epitaph to a life that was.
I am real. This”–he put his other hand over the first-“is real. You see me interacting with other people all day long, don’t you? I talk to people; I affect things in the world. I cause things to happ...
So Santa Claus is bogus but Grim Reapers are the genuine article. What does that say about the world?
