It's an odd feeling when you find yourself dropping everything and literally flying halfway around the world to see a loved one in their time of need, only to realise that when you get there - the only thing you can physically do is to sit by their side.
Logically, I know that just sitting there is helping in itself. But that initial rush rush to get back in time, tethered by a sudden stop.
It never stops being disconcerting.
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