Rebecca closed her laptop and uttered a guttural moan.
“Problem?” asked Magnus.
“I spent that last two hours watching TED talks,” said Rebecca.
Magnus didn’t respond. Instead, he returned to a jigsaw puzzle he’d spent the last week assembling.
“It blew my mind,” added Rebecca.
“Okay, then,” mumbled Magnus.
“Do you know why I hate them?”
“Because you now have little bits of your brain all over the living room?”
“They make me realize how pathetic my life is,” said Rebecca.
“That’s too bad,” said Magnus. He set another piece of the puzzle in place.
“I’m not a visionary. I haven’t accomplished anything. I’m sitting in my house watching videos made by amazing people who are changing the world,” sighed Rebecca.
Magnus sorted through random pieces. “That’s too bad,” he said.
“Are you listening to me? I’m having an existential crisis here,” demanded Rebecca.
Magnus stopped what he was doing. “Do you want me to feel bad for you or tell you what to do?” he asked.
“Is there a third option?”
“I tried ignoring you, but it didn’t work,” said Magnus.
Rebecca crossed her arms in a huff. “Thanks for the love.”
“That’s how I roll when faced with spoiled people who have the ability to do something, but instead chose to complain,” said Magnus.
A tear fell from Rebecca’s crimson face. “You really don’t know anything about me.”
“That’s what you take away from that? Wow.”
“How should I take it?”
Magnus noticed a piece of the puzzle he needed and set it in place. “If love is truth and truth is harsh, then love is an ass-kicking.”
“That’s the stupidest thing I ever heard,” complained Rebecca.
Magnus thought for a second. “Maybe,” he said, “but at least I’m doing what I want.”