["Interest" doesn't feel like the right word, as if the grammar of it is wrong, although he can't imagine what should be in its place. But he's also aware that he's the one who stopped here in the first place and that's kind of weird, he should probably try to explain that.]
Oh, no, I wouldn't want to take up too much of your time, it's just-- [It's just that he's got this strange ache in his chest and it had intensified the moment he saw the church. A longing and a fear all tied up together, like nothing he can ever remember feeling.] You know, I've lived here all my life and I don't think I've ever set foot in this church. You'd think there'd have been a wedding or a funeral, those kind of things happen at churches, but still, I've never...
[He's rambling, and he feels a bit stupid, except he's struck with the sensation that it's alright. He's allowed to say whatever is on his mind. Maybe that's just the effect of talking to a priest, they're supposed to be someone who'll listen, who won't judge.]
It's like someone's telling me to go in. That sounds kind of crazy, doesn't it?
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Oh, no, I wouldn't want to take up too much of your time, it's just-- [It's just that he's got this strange ache in his chest and it had intensified the moment he saw the church. A longing and a fear all tied up together, like nothing he can ever remember feeling.] You know, I've lived here all my life and I don't think I've ever set foot in this church. You'd think there'd have been a wedding or a funeral, those kind of things happen at churches, but still, I've never...
[He's rambling, and he feels a bit stupid, except he's struck with the sensation that it's alright. He's allowed to say whatever is on his mind. Maybe that's just the effect of talking to a priest, they're supposed to be someone who'll listen, who won't judge.]
It's like someone's telling me to go in. That sounds kind of crazy, doesn't it?