[The words come out, crashing and jumbling together.] Someone asked me about something I'd written in the journal, but it was before I arrived and I didn't know what he was talking about...
I found what I'd written, and-- [Tears are spilling out, and he can't stop them. What he had found was painful and jarring. Every word in his own handwriting had viciously flipped the world upside down.] It was like looking at a completely different person, but it was me...!
[feburary 25th, action]
I found what I'd written, and-- [Tears are spilling out, and he can't stop them. What he had found was painful and jarring. Every word in his own handwriting had viciously flipped the world upside down.] It was like looking at a completely different person, but it was me...!