Sometimes things come back, that you thought were gone. That you were over.
[He'd spent a long time wishing for safety, in the sense of shielding himself from things that happen in the world. Something he never achieved, but he's learned to deal with the absence of it.]
This is stupid maybe, but I want... I want this to be real. I don't want to go back.
[Saying it out loud cements it for him. Why can't this seemingly perfect beach town be that safe place?]
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Sometimes things come back, that you thought were gone. That you were over.
[He'd spent a long time wishing for safety, in the sense of shielding himself from things that happen in the world. Something he never achieved, but he's learned to deal with the absence of it.]
This is stupid maybe, but I want... I want this to be real. I don't want to go back.
[Saying it out loud cements it for him. Why can't this seemingly perfect beach town be that safe place?]