‘The feeling of intense joy at sacrifice & action, that you can be a part of shoving the fulcrum of history toward its natural conclusion gives way to a realization that it’s a pendulum swinging back, and no matter how much you put your shoulder into it, you’re too small against this bigger thing. You & everyone you know & care for are too small for this thing.’
- I raise my eyebrows.
- It’s almost embarrassing to witness.
- ‘You’re tired.’
- ‘Did you get me tipsy on purpose?’
- ‘And please, let’s try it for three months.’
- I feel unbearably shy when I open the door.