It was psychological trick called empathic listening. You say what the person is feeling so they feel understood.

There comes a time when we realize that our parents cannot save themselves or save us, that everyone who wades through time eventually gets dragged out to sea by the undertow- that, in short, we are all going.

Miles, as in 'to go before I sleep'?

But once that string gets cut, kid, you can't uncut it. Do you get what I'm saying?

Eternity bids thee to forget.

...It sounded like a dragon breathing in time with me, like I had this pet dragon who was cuddled up next to me and cared enough about me to time his breaths to mine.

I mean, if Hardee's is urban, I'm not sure I want to see rural.