Acts of Service

by Lillian Fishman

She was obsessed with the way he made decisions, spoke to people, moved—as though he had never experienced doubt. She was a person who left coffee shops when they were too crowded or the baristas seemed disgruntled.

How ridiculous, to imagine you could change how you look, to be so susceptible to beauty and circumstance that you would want to.

Anytime I want, I can forsake this dinner party and jump into real life.