"That's the plan," she agrees. There's something unreal about that, trying to figure out what to do next... ideally for the rest of her life. "I can't remember the last time I planned for anything further than six months ahead of me, and even that was generous."
"What you end up doin' the first six months, or first couple years, don't have to be what you have to do the rest of your life. Just - thinkin' ahead a little more than usual might be wise."
Plans on top of plans. A year ago she might have been able to pluck together a plan on the fly, but this feels like too much. A call to plan when she has no idea where she'll be in weeks, let alone months or years.
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That touch feels nice. Soothing.
“I don’t want to live like that anymore.”
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"Without hope for something better?"
He understands that. Hope is indispensable.
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A pause.
"But I'm good at it. And I can't walk away from what I'm good at if I don't have something else lined up."
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"So that's the plan, then. You find something else you're good at, somethin' hopeful."
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"That's the plan," she agrees. There's something unreal about that, trying to figure out what to do next... ideally for the rest of her life. "I can't remember the last time I planned for anything further than six months ahead of me, and even that was generous."
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"What you end up doin' the first six months, or first couple years, don't have to be what you have to do the rest of your life. Just - thinkin' ahead a little more than usual might be wise."
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She breathes out, long and slow.
"Easier said than done, but I'll try."