I already was running ages through the corridors until I saw it ... I guess his name was ... light
The problem is that at some point, we start feeling like we’re alone although they are still right there. We don’t move so cautiously anymore, and we feel comfortable even though we’re being watched.
And that is good.
But what we should always remember is that they are still worth being respected, and that we should never ever direct our self-hatred, even if only temporarily, at them.