the day was twenty nine of February, the year was 2020, the world was fourteen sleeps away from locking down into a global pandemic and their conversation was final: “let’s sell”. let’s sell and use the money to travel. to change our bodies. to freeze our eggs. to retreat. to expand. to build separate homes. to drink expensive wine. to learn and to love again. or to learn to love again. or to pay for this coffee.
the day was twenty nine of June, the year was still 2020, over half-million people have died on a global pandemic and their conversation was final: “you forgot a pair of panties in the washing-machine”.
she though it would be hard to leave. one of the characteristic flaws of her mind is to exaggerate how fragile she might be; to assume that life would be impossible far earlier than in fact it would be.
“toss them” — she replied referring to the pair of panties, without any other metaphorical meaning.