Life....You can't escape from it, can you? Well, I mean, you could try, I guess. He did. He was always trying to get away from here, from this town, these people, this planet, this life. He was drowning. How did I know I was the one who was going to save him? I didn't. But I was. He always said that the end result was all that matters, but I never agreed. Every single moment is important. That's why I'm writing this.