Choice

# 1

K. is in San Francisco. She tells me she will be back by August. The last time she left for the United States, she was gone for ten months. This is why I don't believe her when she promises to return right away. I should have called her to say goodbye, but all I have now of her is a message in my shiny coffin of a cellphone that reads: I'm going now. I'll come back soon. No jokes about being back before Christmas!

# 2

E. is leaving for Indonesia on June 24. I would have wanted to do many things to this man, to make him understand the gravity of his crime, from taking up my friends' offers to have him assassinated or beaten up to plotting to torture him using honey and red ants to filing all kinds of sworn statements saying thus -

This is what he did to me: he has taken away my ability to trust. He has tainted the way I look at the world. He has made me a stranger to myself. Because of him, I will never be the same again.

I have four days left to decide.