Liz gets a text from her ex on the same day a global war is announced because the universe loves dramatic timing. In this vulnerable, emotionally chaotic episode, she spirals (poetically) through heartbreak, geopolitics, and why she longs for the simpler, more delusional days of dating in the 2010s. Was love easier during the Cold War? Probably not. But it feels like it was. Plus: Liz does the whole episode from bed, and answers fresh Boy Problems, including whether being delulu is the solulu.
