... I think I'm glad I don't have to choose between things.
[There's that comment, and then a few minutes of silence as Monica stirs her own noodles, then starts slurping up a few mouthfuls. There's clearly a story or explanation behind her statement, but she's taking her sweet time in telling it. It's only after she's taken a sip of her water and wiped her mouth, hands already on her chopsticks again, that she continues.]
I don't really have anything. Nothing I'm obligated to protect, and nothing that I can't stand to lose. So if I have to, I never have to think too hard about what I should cut off to keep going.
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[There's that comment, and then a few minutes of silence as Monica stirs her own noodles, then starts slurping up a few mouthfuls. There's clearly a story or explanation behind her statement, but she's taking her sweet time in telling it. It's only after she's taken a sip of her water and wiped her mouth, hands already on her chopsticks again, that she continues.]
I don't really have anything. Nothing I'm obligated to protect, and nothing that I can't stand to lose. So if I have to, I never have to think too hard about what I should cut off to keep going.
[She sighs, though.]
It's easy but unfulfilling, isn't it?