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[prayformefather]

[Luther wasn't affected by the flood, but he's been doing some thinking about it. It's not really that hard to figure out what the pattern was when you think about it, and he's been spending the last couple days wondering what life would have been like if there'd never been a Robbie, or a Father Kelly. Or David Bennett.

If it hadn't been for David Bennett, he wouldn't be here. He never would have gotten caught, never would have become a murderer, never would have watched his life falling apart, never would have chosen death over life in prison, never would have would up here, and that's... pretty appealing, to be totally honest.]

Did anyone actually like the person they were during that thing? Seems like all anyone can do is complain or say they're glad it's over.

I wasn't affected. I'm just curious. [Sort of. He's not actually really in the mood to talk to like, every single one of you, but he still felt like saying something. Or pointing it out.]

Comments

[trenchcoatedly]

Generally, I find that floods bring out feelings and possibilities that one would rather not acknowledge.

[prayformefather]

Yeah, I've been noticing that.

[trenchcoatedly]

There are occasions where it may not be so terrible, but it is always disconcerting.

[prayformefather]

Were you affected?

[trenchcoatedly]

Not on this occasion, but I have.

[prayformefather]

Pretty sure everyone has, sometime.

[surrenders]

I don't think anyone likes who they are.

[prayformefather]

What makes you say that?

[surrenders]

You never hear anyone happy about who they were when that happened. Not most of the time, unless they're nuts.

[prayformefather]

Are we talking about everyone, or just inmates? Or just people here? Because I don't know what messed up world you come from, but I know people who were happy with who they were.

[surrenders]

Just people here. I meant messes like that, not back home.

[prayformefather]

My bad.