“What was that thing you said, about there not being anything special about now?” “Oh, that. That’s not me, it’s Einstein.” “Nah. It was mostly you.” Our hands are next to each other, so I bump her thumb with my thumb. “Tell me again?” “Okay.” I can tell she’s smiling even though she has her head tucked down. It makes the back of her neck turn pink. “The ‘special now’ is the idea that the past is super different from the future, and we can’t touch either of them from here,” she says. “But it’s not true. The past still exists, and the future already exists. They’re just here, all around us, all
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