On Tuesday, Nina says one sentence to a stranger. On Wednesday, two. She is proud of herself. Then, on Thursday, the man at the bus stop asks: “How are you?”
“Fine, thanks,” Nina says. It is not true. She is tired. Her brain feels heavy. She didn’t sleep well. But “fine” is short and safe, and the conversation stops there.
She learns three answers: “Fine.” “Very well, thank you.” “Not bad.” Three answers for a thousand mornings.


In the café, Emma asks the same question. But Emma asks it like she wants the answer, and then she waits. So Nina does not say “fine”. She says: “I’m tired. My brain feels heavy. I need sleep… and chocolate.” Emma laughs: “Chocolate helps everything.”
Two minutes later they sit in the middle of a café with their eyes closed. Nina says: “I feel sleepy. And a little proud. I showed up.”
The man at the bus stop asks “How are you?”. Emma asks “How are you, really?”. It is one word, and it changes everything.
“Fine” is a door that stays closed. One true word opens it.

