I haven’t talked to myself in a long time, as if we had nothing more to say to each other.

Saturday afternoon.

I stopped washing the dishes suddenly, without a word, I put my sneakers on and went down to the store.

Hazelnut chocolate and a bunch of snacks. I dropped them on a table, next to the laptop, just as she had liked before.

“Write!” I said, “No matter what, write!”

Saturday afternoon
it’s not me
but my inner self