➤ The joy of not being sold anything.

Watermelons have taken over the world! They are many. After the bomb and the water, Jonathan was the only one left alive. How to grow melons, that was all he knew. How many are there by now? A hundred thousand melons. Countless plus one. Nothing left to choose.

Nothing is being sold to me here. Not even love or friendship. It will take me a long time to dare to trust this place. Everyone behaves like nature. Gives without wanting anything in return. But does that mean they also take without feeling obligated to give something back?

What are we eating today, and forever? (Melons.) Water everywhere, and every day is the warmest summer day.

I try to adapt. Give everything away, and receive things in return. Not necessarily what I need or desire, but the things I don't want I can pass on again. And sometimes, something is suddenly taken away from me that I never wanted to lose. What used to be sold to me above all else, more than the things themselves, was the idea that I could really possess or hold onto something.

But you can swim. And there are watermelons. Forever.