An old version of me would have flared, shut down, moved away. The new we edition thought two things: 1) ask him to elaborate, because right now I deeply care about all the things that Jim says to me + my best friend, confidant, a person who has been so insightful into myself said that 2) just let it go, because I was trying to hard, to laugh at something because for the past two days these waves of pre-loss settle on me and all I want to do is cry, then I surface again and feel how totally fucking wild this is, how special to let go of any of the fear or distracting switchbacks in mind.
 The new edition also moved a little closer. Because that's where the less head messed version wants to go. Messed up in the head :)