Chapter 4: Oddballs and ProphetsThe next week may as well have been a decade to me. I was making up for lost time, time that I’d bled away through my nose and my hands and time that I didn’t even think I could get back even after I got clean. I’d been running from a shadow version of myself for so long, I didn’t think it was possible to be human again.
Then, I didn’t think it was possible that there were so many humans again.
I’d been so consumed with myself for so long that it took me three solid days of lying in bed with Julian before I could truly handle walking around the planet by myself. There was just so much to see. So much to do, so many people to talk to. All of them so much like me, because they were here and hoping to recover from something unknown—but they were also so stran
