Come on,'he says.' I have something else to show you.
feel Tobias brushing my hair back before the first simulation. I hear him telling me to be brave. I hear my mother telling me to be brave(...) I am brave.
Beatrice. We should think of our family. But. But we must also think of ourselves.
I love you" I say. "I love you, too" he says. "I'll see you soon.
I feel like someone is pressing me into a mold that does not fit my body, forcing me intothe wrong shape.
The official strategy is defensive pessimism, always.