Mareth and Hamnet (specifically the former) rotating in my brain like rotisserie chicken again.
In another life, him and Hamnet have a son named Hazard together. In another life he didn’t lose most of the people he loved and cared for and he didn’t sit at home for years, waiting for someone who was never coming back.
In another universe I think of them as Odysseus and Penelope if anything. “Suffering” makes me think of them I can’t take it anymore. Ghandi staring out of window image.












