Mathy
Screenwriter/filmmaker, disability activist and PhD student, in that order. Third culture kid with an idiosyncratic accent forever trying to find home.
#43: Proximity.
Yesterday they stood next to each other, barely a few inches apart. They spent the whole time just pretending. Pretending to be friends, that whatever existed between them was nothing. Pretending to be happy separately, existing independently of each other.
Today they stand one step closer to each other. Far enough apart that their spoken hellos feel awkward. Close enough to hear quickened pulses and nerves in each other’s voices. The hours pass, their uncertainty grows.
Tomorrow…who knows.