[as much as he's loathe to admit it, the bitterness of it helps the ring of truth. it's likely accurate to think that Sherlock's stumble around the world without a single clue about themselves until they meet their Watson and realised, yes, I too could be a pathetic sheep and wander through these flocks and maybe I'll never follow the rest but I'll follow this one so I'll be heading in the right direction anyway. that the life of every Sherlock Holmes is built around that moment is an unsavoury fact, but one that Jim doesn't mind recognising given the hindsight of everything he knows. because the fact remains that if a Moriarty were to swoop in just a little sooner, lay its eggs and murder any pesky parasite that came to nibble away at the uncarved man to ~find the truth within~, any Holmes could be incubated into so much more.
but such is life. never seems to work out the way that's best. or perhaps it works out the way that's best for humanity, just not the way that's best for him. and the more time that passes, the more he talks to these familiar unfamiliars, the more it dawns on him from beneath a thick haze of what might have been (very good, Sherlock, nail on the head) that he barely even cares.
if Sherlock Holmes was born to be worthless, let him be worthless. it's no skin off Jim's back.]
True. True.
[in the privacy on his room, his face bends into mock regret despite the fact there's no eyes to see it.]
Unfortunately, I'm a compulsive eater. So the chances are I'll go for that pizza anyway.
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but such is life. never seems to work out the way that's best. or perhaps it works out the way that's best for humanity, just not the way that's best for him. and the more time that passes, the more he talks to these familiar unfamiliars, the more it dawns on him from beneath a thick haze of what might have been (very good, Sherlock, nail on the head) that he barely even cares.
if Sherlock Holmes was born to be worthless, let him be worthless. it's no skin off Jim's back.]
True. True.
[in the privacy on his room, his face bends into mock regret despite the fact there's no eyes to see it.]
Unfortunately, I'm a compulsive eater. So the chances are I'll go for that pizza anyway.