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Originally Posted by xharryb
I also didn't think they were very consistent with who he was.
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I quite disagree. Who, in life, is consistent?
I understood him-- and I connected with him. Returning home to a small city and a family I've left behind is a confusing and odd experience. Sometimes you feel warm and connected, sometimes you feel completely at odds. Sometimes you hook in to a part of you that used to exist (ie singing at church) and sometimes you can't even face them after a few hours. Sometimes you can't understand why you left. Sometimes, after you leave again, you say "I'm so glad to be out of there," whether you mean it or you not. (Probably both.)