"I had hatched it in fall of 2018, burned out from nearly a decade of living in New York. I'd been working full-time as an editor and writing my novel at night and on weekends for three years. I pushed myself so hard that my schedule was written in my diary in 10-minute increments. On Friday evenings, I came home and lugged an Ikea bag of dirty clothes to the coin laundromat."
"And before I could wonder about inviting a strange man to my home for a first date in a foreign country, Thomas knocked. Soon after we exchanged la bise and he took off his layers of winter gear, I realised he was even more attractive than his Tinder photos, with messy blond hair and a glimpse of ultra-defined abs. While fetching wine as insouciantly as I could, inside my head I was screaming: The plan is working!"
She texts "Tu es ou?" from a balcony before a first date, nervous about language and safety. Thomas arrives; he is more attractive than his photos and she feels her plan is working. She hatched the plan after burning out in fall 2018 from nearly a decade in New York, balancing a full-time editing job with nights and weekends writing a novel. Her schedule ran in 10-minute increments; Friday nights included lugging laundry up five flights and reopening a manuscript unlikely to be published. Peers advanced socially and economically while she remained tied to an ex, David, whose return to her life kept her effectively celibate despite comfort.
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