There’s no word to describe the feeling of waking up and knowing instantly that something is terribly wrong.
There are times when the entire world seems wrong. The way a reptile room without any reptiles seems wrong. The way a bookshelf without any books seems wrong. Or a loved one’s house without the loved one.
You’re what somebody did to us when we were young, I know it wasn’t our fault. I know we didn’t do anything wrong. But somehow, I don’t know what to do with it all.[to Cora]
You make me feel real. And who you are and who we are together doesn’t make you the wrong person for the job, it makes you the only person for the job.