Just the word beautiful was seductive - but what did it really mean? Beauty was a soft word that ached with possibility, pliant as dough. You could not presume to define it, she realized, because the very idea of beauty and all it represented was a subjective thing - in the eye of the beholder - but that wasn't really true anymore.
Too many choices, that's the problem. Sometimes you get to a point, you know?"
She looked at his face. His eyes seemed distant. "What do you mean?"
He shook his head. "You wake up one day and nothing's the same. It's like you're in the wrong life or something. I don't know how to explain it.
By the way, I've decided there's no such thing as a simple life. It's futile to even pursue one.
People just want to be happy, she thought.
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