029 -- Text.
[While it is rare for him to do so, Shing felt some odd need to use the text function instead of the usual video or audio... perhaps because he wasn't sure exactly how to say it. Still, it was enough that he had to at least note his next observation.]
To think that tomorrow, I'll have been in this place for an entire year.
If anyone had told me I'd be here that long, I'd have laughed. Now that it's happened, though...
[A pause in the texting as he continues to type.]
Would I want to leave? I thought that was an easy question to answer, but now that I've made friends with the people here, now I'm wondering if I would be willing to leave if I were given the chance...
...and I was just talking about this a few days ago with someone, too.
...maybe I'm just thinking about it too much?
[There's a sigh from Shing -- since when did he get this deep into thought? He shrugs, ending the text post there as he flops back onto the bed.]
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