But they make us who we are. Maya was right about that. Darren's emotions drove him to do what he did. They were his source of inspiration, as well as frustration.
"I suppose I am. It's different now, but I like it. I've gotten strangely used to having my own space after a life of sharing rooms. I didn't think I'd miss at so much." In fact, he had missed it, but it was also partly to blame for his increased feelings of loneliness lately. There was no one around to interrupt his flow of thoughts. "How about you?"