But today I was treated like a student, with a concerned teacher, it felt nice. There was concern surprise, awe at my stupidity, reassurance and a quiet suggestion that alternatives exist. I've never considered the alternatives maybe I should, I might, I'd be devastated, but I might.
Now I leave you with an opeth song - I really found this to be particularly nice.
Death Whispered A Lullaby: Opeth
Out on the road there are fireflies circling
Deep in the woods, where the lost souls hide
Over the hill there are men returning
Trying to find some peace of mind
Sleep my child [4x]
Under the fog there are shadows moving
Don't be afraid, hold my hand
Into the dark there are eyelids closing
Buried alive in the shifting sands
Sleep my child [4x]
Speak to me now and the world will crumble
Open a door and the moon will fall
All of your life all your memories
Go to your dreams, forget it all
Sleep my child [4x]
Out on the road there are fireflies circling
Deep in the woods, where the lost souls hide
Over the hill there are men returning
Trying to find some peace of mind
Sleep my child [4x]
Under the fog there are shadows moving
Don't be afraid, hold my hand
Into the dark there are eyelids closing
Buried alive in the shifting sands
Sleep my child [4x]
Speak to me now and the world will crumble
Open a door and the moon will fall
All of your life all your memories
Go to your dreams, forget it all
Sleep my child [4x]
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