The POV is a romantic couple, which shows that you can not experience something and still have a fondness, a near-nostalgia (nearstalgia?) for it. Reading about Tom and Anna and their taken-as-a-given sort of relationship, one that is never in peril, is heartening. I cannot imagine being happily coupled off in my twenties. I cannot imagine tackling the challenges of youth in a world-market city as a team.
Read MoreImagine watching the Olympics. You see a peak athlete breeze through a mile. There is no context.
“I could run like that.” It skews your understanding of how fast a person should be. So you lace up some New Balances where the heels are worn down to a forty-degree angle, and attempt to push out an easy six-ten-for-four. Ten blocks out from the apartment, and reality sets in: a nine-minute mile would be a blessing. How much further is a mile, again?
Fake Accounts does that, but for writing.
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