"What's a Watcher journal? Come to that, what's a Watcher?"
Sam smiled at Fred in return. "But I can say that two years ago was a better time than six months ago." --and it would be true; but perhaps, as Fred said, that would have to do with experience... and who was alive at the time.
He waited to see which mug would be left after everyone else selected one, then picked it up. Over the surface of the dark liquid he said, rather nonchalantly, "I thought it was Hell at first." He shrugged his good shoulder. "But then lately it got better, and not worse, so I guess I was wrong. ...Unless it's going to get a lot worse soon." Just think, Sam used to be the optimist of his team.