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[Museboxing Truth Week]
Jul. 23rd, 2012 11:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
betterthisway[He still doesn't really understand the concepts of this place. But then again, he's never understand the world all that much before ending up here. Maybe that soft ping in his head didn't make him better but worse, and maybe Meg is currently wiping drool from his catatonic body.
Again.
On the other hand, he can't exactly say he's been trying too hard. Castiel has been allowing for his mind to tumble as he met people, surveyed the premises, searched the garden for bees. How long he's been here, he doesn't really know. And frankly, he barely even cares.
The edge of the lake is beautiful, serene, and Castiel doesn't look up when someone approaches. Instead he says the first honest thing that comes to mind, which strikes him as strange, because he usually lets it tumble far away from things he doesn't want to contemplate.]
I, I don't think I like lakes very much anymore.
Again.
On the other hand, he can't exactly say he's been trying too hard. Castiel has been allowing for his mind to tumble as he met people, surveyed the premises, searched the garden for bees. How long he's been here, he doesn't really know. And frankly, he barely even cares.
The edge of the lake is beautiful, serene, and Castiel doesn't look up when someone approaches. Instead he says the first honest thing that comes to mind, which strikes him as strange, because he usually lets it tumble far away from things he doesn't want to contemplate.]
I, I don't think I like lakes very much anymore.
