Strangers still feel compelled to come talk to me and tell me their statements, no matter what it is, or where we are, and what either of us are or were doing at the time. They will come up to me, tell me that I just seemed like someone they can or needed to talk to, and just begin their story. It's kind of become a problem, because I end up out and about too long & scaring my loved ones because I'm out for about 5+ more hours than I was supposed to be, and completely without updates until I just appear back home buzzed from a new statement... whoops, but at least I am being well fed.
- The Archivist
box









