- I wake up slowly, mentally prodding myself to see how the combination of a tall beer and a tall glass of wine plus a late bedtime intends to treat me this morning. I am susceptible to old-person hangovers these days.
- (I’m fine.)
- The exciting, wonderful, yet foreign sensation of being inhabited.
- What do you do after enlightenment? The dishes.
- There is enough. Somehow, there’s always enough.
- The surest way to find out if you’re healed is to see how you handle it when faced with the things that hurt you.
- No-Nap McGee is going to be very disappointed when there’s a babysitter giving her an early bedtime later.
- “You don’t look like my mommy,” she says when I’m finished getting ready for an evening out. I’m not sure how to take that.
- Oh yes, I am here for this.
- I go back for him.
