As much as we say we're good enough, we're capable enough, we look at our work, our careers with hypercritical eyes and pick out all the problems, all the hiccups. "It's in our heads, as much as we try to deny it. She could disappear into this desert and no one would find her for months. When he'd suggested they take a ride after lunch, she'd said yes, because how could you deny a childhood friend you haven't seen in decades - at least a decade? When had he grown so tall? He'd been an inch shorter than her the last time they met. They'd hugged awkwardly when they met for lunch, rearranging limbs around each other. "It's stupid, you know? The way we internalise things. "What are you doing?" Nadira asked as she stopped beside him. He'd stopped a few steps in front of her and was gazing out into the distance, his hands outstretched. Tiny beads of sweat collected around her neckline and she looked up at Riz. Nadira focused on putting one foot in front of the other.
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