I've desperately looked for it for three days. It's as if it had gone to ground. I had my best traumas there, a hardcover collection of regrets and some bags of disappointments and buried frustrations hard to find these days. But the pièce de resistance was the fear box, my most cherished treasure. I couldn't move in with my new boyfriend like this, as if I were poor. What was I going to contribute to this relationship with? What would our future kids inherit from me? With these two fears in a bag from Mega - I walked towards my new life.
(Translated by Mihaela Guţu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale.