In a place like this, too, where people vanish all the time, Eden's found it's harder and harder to make the effort as the years go by. She has acquaintances, people she sees regularly, even people who know more about her than some of her friends do, because they go to the same AA meetings, but she's not meeting them later to hang out. She's lost too many people. Getting older has its charms when she never thought she would, but the passing of time only makes it harder to bounce back from all the losses.
"Exactly," she says. "And people disappear so easily here. Sometimes it's hard to put in the effort, when I could just go home and play with my cat." She laughs, knowing what a cliché that must make her sound. It doesn't matter. At least she still has Origami.
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"Exactly," she says. "And people disappear so easily here. Sometimes it's hard to put in the effort, when I could just go home and play with my cat." She laughs, knowing what a cliché that must make her sound. It doesn't matter. At least she still has Origami.