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There ought to be more to life than washing machines and emails and remembering to put out the recycling on the right day. But life is also this. It is all of this.
She sets out her objectives for this quarter and people nod their heads, complicit in the idea that this is a legitimate way for grown adults to spend their time.
She took this, naturally, as a failure on the other person’s part rather than as a hint to self-moderate.
Maggie thought it was completely reasonable, healthy even, to tell her husband that she was bored of her life for nonspecific reasons.
He wants to say, you will be so many people in your lifetime that you’ll look back one day and not even recognize some of the people you have been.
Maggie walks in and out of Heron’s house as if she never quite left it, visiting but never a guest.
The luck of having someone who will listen to you saying all the dull things, obvious and true, which nonetheless seem important enough to say out loud. How much paperwork there is in living a life. How amazing it is to see it, to hold it in your hands.
His help, his daily presence in her life, was something physical and essential. She depended upon her father’s ability to fix what was broken.
Maggie thinks about taking a photo but doesn’t. When she looks at them like this she is always surprised, this perfect family.
The oddness of being in love with people who become less and less known to you each year.
