‘In 1945, these two soldiers had hiked up into the Austrian Alps and a friend took their picture as they embraced in the snow. One soldier kept these snapshots hidden in a shoebox until the early 1990s when he handed them to a relative, along with the ring that he was wearing in the Alps photo, with the request: “Please keep these safe for me.” According to the relative, the soldier, nearing the end of his life, wanted to preserve the one thing that meant more to him than anything else. He passed away two years later.’
I'm not crying, you're crying...
I want to be the one to make the roommate joke, but I don’t feel like writing the roommate joke because it’s tired and uninteresting.
Cute picture, sadly common story. Hopefully, for once, humanity will preserve this lesson on repression and its consequences, rather than discarding it once it escapes our immediate view.
I want to be the one to make the
narrator: they didn’t
joke.
But I am also so so very tired, boss.
I am afraid we might have to fight a bit harder for a bit longer.