It's alright. I've been here for a while and I miss Sam like hell but I haven't had to run for my life once. No apocalypses to stop or angels to deal with. Nothing to hunt. My girlfriend is here and safe. I don't get twitchy walking down the street at night. I may actually get to be an old man someday if I stay here.
I don't know why I started thinking about all this. It's just nice, I guess, to not be the person I am back there. Son of a bitch, enough of this sappy stuff, I'm going to get pie.