How long has it been since this wild journey of mine started in this fvcked up world? Four years? Five? I had completely lost count of it all alongside my own age the longer this whole thing went on. Then again, me losing track of my own age at least made it easier for me to delude myself that I was still young. Already, I could feel the existential crisis that age gave me back in the old world, the fact that we were all going to die one way or another putting a damper on my already sour mood as I tried my best to navigate Lise's safe house without getting lost again. Then again, if nothing mattered, then I was free to do whatever the fvck I wanted.
"Where the fvck was it again?"