The Bitcoin Baby

8

In November in Kyiv, nasty slush is quickly replaced by warm, dry autumn, sometimes even pleasant sunny days when you just want to walk around the city. It seems that even the city dust in the sunlight fills the air for a reason, but to hold the heat that passes through it.

I didn't feel like working, and things were going my way. My manager was processing new orders, and I allowed myself some slack.

I saw Tonya steadily almost every night. A couple of times we spent the whole day with her - she took the day off. We went to the movies, to a clothing exhibition, drank mulled wine, walked around Vladimirska Hill.

We had been dating for over a month, and I had learned a lot. It turned out that she came to Kyiv from Kamyanets-Podolskiy, a city with a large and beautiful fortress. Her parents and sister live there, and in the old part of the city, in a house that is over a hundred years old. "There are few residents in the old town, almost everyone rents apartments to tourists." She then studied to be a lawyer, but dropped out after her third year, left for the capital and has been working in commerce ever since. She admitted that she does not consider Kyiv as a final stop and wants to live abroad. Furthermore, she has a goal and a plan. She believes in bitcoin.

— You understand, kitty, this is new money! There used to be gold, then there was gold backed money, and now there's a new evolution of money.

— How do you know these words?

— I read a lot, by the way....

It's true. We developed our own vacation style when I stayed at her place in the evenings. We'd love each other on her big bed, and then she'd lay on top of me, grab a book and read until late at night, and I'd fall asleep.

— Do you want me to figure out how to make these farms, and we'll go mining? - I asked her once as a joke.

— No, there's no money in mining. - She pouted her lips and looked thoughtfully into the distance.

— How can you make money?

— You have to invest. Put all your spare money into bitcoin and other top cryptocurrencies. Because it grows and they grow like mushrooms following it.

— And what will you do abroad?

— I'll open a café with a bookstore. I'll have croissants and vinyl records. I already told you that.

— Then you'll need a lot of bitcoins.

— Not that much. I've done the math. But I have a long way to go.

— Will you take me with you?

She gets serious and pouts her lips again. I like this habit, she does it in a way that is both touching and concerned.

— You have to share this dream with me, you know? You have to dream it too.

— Right now, I only dream about one thing.

— ?

— You know. Our apartment right now, right this minute, is growing bigger than bitcoin!

— You maniac! - She's laughing. - I'm seriously talking to you.

— I'm serious.

— Do you have any savings?

— I do.

— That's good. Let's talk later.

She holds out her hand to me, and we enjoy each other again.