"So what changed?" she asked through the roar of seven giant television screens on the wall happily engaged in American football broadcasts. Didn't know this was a sports bar.
"You know, I never thought about it," and it was the truth. Exhaustion. Repression. It was like being stuck under the peg on a map on a classroom wall.
Maybe, like most things, it was because one day, he needed someone like her to ask him that question. Any earlier or any later or any one else and he might have had a different answer and never thought about it again.
"I guess what changed was that I began to believe I'd still be me even if my life moved slower than my heartbeat."
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