Welcome to Literary Friction. I'm Octavia Bright, still coming to you from my sitting room floor and beaming into cyberspace to meet my beloved friend and co-host, Ms. Carrie Plitt, who is in Leafy Oxford.

How are you, dear Carrie? Do you even exist in three dimensions anymore? That's my big question for you.

Hi, Octavia. I think I still exist in three dimensions, although it's hard to know these days.

And I am just fine. I'm actually on my last day of a two-week quarantine today.

And to be honest, going a little bit crazy.

I bet.

You know, one always has all of these plans and excitements about how you're going to spend time confined in space and it was going

pretty well until recently when I sort of broke down but it's almost over and I'm really

looking forward to being able to walk outside and see other people I miss other people

I miss you I miss you so much.

And so have you been in the house the whole time, basically?

Yeah, in the house and in the yard.

And thank God you have a yard.

Yes.

Yeah, but I didn't go outside for three days.

You just get like into these rhythms and the weather hasn't been all that great.

So I did realize that I hadn't been outside for three days

and then went outside at night and lay down in the grass, which was actually very lovely.

That's a beautiful thing. Maybe the behavior of a crazy person.

Just rubbing your face against it. Like, my how are you doing i'm okay i'm actually

i had a really lovely evening with some old old friends last night to celebrate the up impending

marriage of one of them um which has now been postponed for a couple of years but they decided

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