You never discuss your business with them, never talk about the thing that occupies most of your thoughts and time, not just because they won’t understand, not just because they will find it boring, not just because, in their naiveté, they will criticize you for your practices, for winning, for generating the wealth they are enjoying at that very moment, but because it will pollute them, make them dirty, just as it did with that first one, that one you kept around the longest, that one you mistook for love.
She gives you a ring or a bracelet that says “Peace,” or, “Dream more.” And you wear it. You wear it even though your friends see it and say, “What the hell is that?” and, embarrassed, because you know exactly how ridiculous it is, you say, “She gave it to me,” and then they say, “Oh,” and leave it at that because now it makes sense. Yes, you wear it all the time. But you know it will not work. That is what she is for.