A friend of mine gave me a very good piece of advice, which is if you don't think your kids are going to want it, don't take it.

I think maybe to survive, I mean to just get through the day - I'm not saying that everything is hilariously funny.

I noticed that I used to go to second hand shops and flea markets and find funny, cute things, but now I go into those stores, and I think, This is dead people's stuff. This is all, like, somebody cleaned out their parents' house, and I don't want any of it. If I didn't want it from my parents, I don't want it from your parents.

Theres something about most phobias where theres a tiny, tiny corner where you think this really actually could happen.

I putter. I nurse old grudges. I fold origami while nursing old grudges. I think about the past. I wonder if there's any grudges I should start.