Where feelings transform into stories, and emotions find their voice through words
Random stories, comfort in caos.
The protagonist finds herself critically reflecting, pouring out her feelings and reflecting on some already lived, a work yet to be done. She meets someone who, through a generic connection, offers the comfort she was looking for to manage her feelings.
A new pain, one that makes us useless yet powerful. Why is human contact is what heals us and kills us?
I'm drowning, it's okay, i'm having fun.