You do what you can with the world. It's not like the world is aware of how reality really is anyways. We both know that.
[ She washes off the few dishes she's dirtied and places them on the drying rack. Then, without looking at him, she moves to get her shoes on. It's difficult to pack all her feelings back in the box when he is so adept at unpacking them. She just doesn't want him to see how upset she is that it seems he can't finishing eating, no matter what the meal might be. Even something as small as a bar.
She looks back at him with her eyebrows raised slightly. Steak. Pizza. She can't get him to eat--he may not even be able to cook without feeling he has to stop because the act is too foreign. ]
We can stop at the market on the way home and pick things up if you want.
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[ She washes off the few dishes she's dirtied and places them on the drying rack. Then, without looking at him, she moves to get her shoes on. It's difficult to pack all her feelings back in the box when he is so adept at unpacking them. She just doesn't want him to see how upset she is that it seems he can't finishing eating, no matter what the meal might be. Even something as small as a bar.
She looks back at him with her eyebrows raised slightly. Steak. Pizza. She can't get him to eat--he may not even be able to cook without feeling he has to stop because the act is too foreign. ]
We can stop at the market on the way home and pick things up if you want.