"I was haunted by monsters from my past, so I became the monster I feared the most so the monster wouldn't overtake me." "And what was that monster? What have you become?" "Darkness, anger, and fear itself. That is what I am now." "Always refer to people as *who*, not what, Ira. Don't tell me you've forgotten." "
We sit silently. My friend stares deeply into her empty glass, occasionally shuffling the ice around with her straw. “Wow,” she says. I sit and wait for her to say something else. What started out as a festive night somehow became a long, deep discussion about love, what it consists of, and how rare it actually is. Finally, I say, “Wow, what?” “I’m just thinking that I’ve never experienced that.”