So Rarely Together

Our fear of getting caught is so great, we rarely see each other, and less often still conduct a coherent conversation. We may see each other in the quarters of the proletariat, but quite often do not even utter a thing to one another then. We do not touch often. Our lives are quite separate, and forced farther apart still by the watchful eye of the telescreen and the Thought Police. When we do talk, usually in short snippets when the coast seems clear, I find Julia less interested in the moral issues of this world than I. She's quite a headstrong girl and solidly a rebel in every affair that affects her, but not a one that doesn't. She comforts, though, in her own way, and lead a somewhat optimistic life that I can't help but be sucked into.