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She didn’t go back for her cake the next morning.
It rained until noon; cozy in her warm, dry room, she didn’t want to venture out into the wet. She could barely bring herself to get out of bed, and it occurred to her that she was behaving as if she were depressed. But she couldn’t be: life was too good, compared to what it had once been. There were so many luxuries and so few worries. Any discomfort had to be overridden by her relief.
One major downside of this life was dependence on leaving the apartment. She supposed she could have acquired snacks and kept them in her room, but the Community was structured around leaving for every meal. She suspected it was by design, a way to get people out of their homes and interacting with each other. It probably did them well, but it didn’t c
