Where?

 As if in a sacrilegious rant of his own, without a single filter on his mind, he just kept on talking. He certainly had some things to say and I'm sure he said almost all of it but the more he kept on talking, the more his choice of words struck me as erratic. It's as if he had started fighting himself to keep himself from saying some things. Either way the damage was already done. Just not entirely sure if it was done by him. He clearly had a solid foundation behind some of the things he said but in the end it didn't really matter. Other party did not care for any reasonings or explanations. Final hurtful sentences were uttered and the conversation came to an end. To be perfectly candid with you, I wasn't completely certain that he was hurt. I mean, I did see his face drop and his argumentative tone shift towards a more melancholic one. I could see it on his face that he was bothered by the turn of events but knowing him, I can say with absolute certainty that he was feeling proud of himself for not repeating the mistakes of his past. Still, it meant the end of something he deeply enjoyed and wasn't exactly sure how he felt about it. I didn't see him for the next few days. Knowing him, it's safe to assume that he spent some time at home, thinking about it and listening to depressing music. He'll turn up, you really don't need to worry about it. I'm kinda surprised myself. I knew the last few years had changed him quite a bit but I had no idea he built such strong foundations for himself. Looking at all of this from the outside, it almost seems like this turn of events was destined to play out like they did just to portray the change he's been through in a way that he could actually see, recognize and understand. You know what I mean? People like certain things and people really fucking dislike certain things. Goes to show the opportunistic ease of mind that is probable in such an event. Sure, it's sad either way but it's also good that he stood his ground. Ah, I don't know. We'll see. Life has a funny way of twisting things. And now the pilgrimage of the next one. Let's get going before we lose the light.