Of all the things I don’t understand, some are things I think I thought I understood—or at least, I thought I did. I think. Which is understandable. Or, if I understand correctly, I shouldn’t have said I didn’t understand. And that’s the part I don’t understand. Sorry for the misunderstanding.
Ask yourself, "Is there any cheese in here to eat?" and "Are there any animals in here to love?" The yes answer to one or both is your reason 99% of the time.
Do you mean the room you just walked into or is "this room" a metaphor for something deeper? If just the room, sometimes retracing, other times, you're fucked.
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