The beach, late Monday

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Travis had said it wouldn't work, but he hadn't yet said it was dangerous, either, and Jon knew people sometimes did bonfires on the beach, so...here he was, on the beach. With an ever-growing pile of luggage, matches, and quite a bit of accelerant.

He'd let Summer know about what he was doing, and he'd planned it with Irene, after all, so he had no doubt word would get out.

Self-loathing was absolutely going to be the basis of this fire. The more it came back, the more tinder it could be.


[Baggage fire! All invited!]

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[alwaysonguard]

"It's hard to keep ahead of the past," Dwight agreed with a nod, knowing that his "Unaddressed Trauma" bag wasn't just showing up for no reason there buddy. He had also seen some of the labels on Liz's bags and some of them sounded familiar.

"I think... what I'm taking from a day like this," Dwight said with a slow and thoughtful sigh "is that some of the emotional baggage is ours and ours alone to deal with as we are the ones creating it. Other bags... stem from what others think and say and feel about us. That isn't always something we can 'fix'. I have bags I wont ever be rid of" he said with a nod towards the three at his feet. "I'll gladly carry those and try and manage the others on the bad days, like today."

He gave Liz a sad smile. "Easier said than done I know. But remember, you aren't going through it alone, even if it feels that way right now."