Part 2 chapter 2

I have never felt this before. this sense of i am actually worth something to someone. Julia is more than i ever could have imagined. Even if she is 26 and i am 39, we were meant for eachother. That is not cheesy in the slightest. Meeting her has aroused my rebellion even more, to the point of no turning back. i know what i am doing now will kill me, there is no doubt about it. So i must make the most of it. In a perfect world we would run off to some far away land, away from the inner party, Big Brother, and the oily gin. It would only be Julia and I, along with all the real coffee and white bread we can eat. WE would be hunted down, though. Deep down i know we will always be found, always be tied by a leash. The people know nothing yet. Our first meeting was the most adventure i have ever had.The sense of rush, walking away from the normal was empowering. I am real and not just something the Inner party created in a laboratory. I must do something.
I can't stand not seeing her. We can't meet ever. Only our hands come in contact secretly every once in a while. They monitor the mail, sneaking their dirty hands inside the letters to make sure we aren't transmitting secret information. The corruptness.