Svetlana + Belmont

I know that I said I’m not jealous, but that’s a lie.  I’ve always been jealous of you:  of your whiteness, for one thing, of your exponential intelligence that keeps expanding like the universe.  I’ve always been jealous of your fascination with the physical world, with linguistics and philosophy, with history and cultural identity, with foreign languages and foreign cultures, with the way you studied until late in the night, high on scholarship and knowledge while I played v-RPG's on my PS-7 and listened to v-casts of history lectures.