The fourth meeting

It's their fourth meeting, and the man and the woman seem to be a perfect match. They count the days, hours, and minutes that have passed since they last saw each other: "Five days, two hours, six minutes." They talk about their fears: "What was it today? The black dog? The climate?" They don't communicate digitally, but write on pieces of paper what they want to say to each other at their next meeting: "Monday. I wake up thinking of you." But wh...