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Had there ever been a time when she enjoyed the moment without worrying that something bad was about to happen? Had she ever lived without protecting herself?

"You know me. I think about the journey, not the destination. You can wast your whole life thinking about where you're going, and then one day you wake up and realize you missed today because you were thinking about tomorrow. I like to live in the moment."

She knew exactly how he would have felt because she'd felt it, too, that brutal loss of someone who was part of you. Like ripping away flesh and muscle down to the bone, the wound going so deep it never really heald. Eventually it closed over the surface, leaving bruises and scars invisible to the naked eye.