He wakes up. He thinks. He realizes that his whole life has been a blur, and he's lost sight of who he is, where he is, and what he wants. He hardly recognizes himself, and he thinks, "How did I get here? Who am I really?"
He desires help, but not change. Somewhere deep inside, he's still alive, so he doesn't want the probing hands of others trying to patch him up like he's broken. He just wants reassurance. He just wants to be found.
He wakes up. He thinks. He realizes that his whole life has been a blur, and he's lost sight of who he is, where he is, and what he wants. He hardly recognizes himself, and he thinks, "How did I get here? Who am I really?"
He desires help, but not change. Somewhere deep inside, he's still alive, so he doesn't want the probing hands of others trying to patch him up like he's broken. He just wants reassurance. He just wants to be found.