I didn’t look up.
“I always do.”
But accuracy wasn’t the problem anymore.
Interpretation was.
Because people didn’t read truth.
They read framing.
My phone buzzed.
Mason.
Mason:
First session starts in 10.
I looked up slightly.
Saw him across the room stretching.
Not looking at me.
Not avoiding me.
Just existing in the same space like we had agreed to pretend we could.
I typed:
Rowan:
I know.
Then paused.
Added:
Rowan:
Don’t think too much.
Three dots.
Stopped.
Started again.
Mason:
That’s literallyimpossible now.
MASON
First session was worse than practice back home.
Not physically.
