I didn’t mean to drown him. But the soup was right there, and he was just a spoon. He wasn’t just a tool, he was more specific than that.

“I’m so excited and lonely all at once. Just once. Not twice, because that’d be …”

“I’m so OCD that I sort the sort ofs out from the maybes.”

“The cycle of parental disapproval begins at dawn. That’s why I have to get up f…”

“I’m not descended from anybody. All my ancestors are ascending from me.”