fragmentary biography

On filling the gaps

There’s this gap between winter and spring where all you can think about
is one-way tickets to anywhere.


On opposition

Whenever her mother went “If it were me”
she ended up doing exactly the opposite.

On what’s what

(I’m worried I’ll always be the one who’ll beg you to stay.
I’m worried you’ll always be the one who won’t.)

On breaking patterns

The first step is to recognize your patterns and know why you act like you do.
The second step, well the second step… It probably has something to do with change or stuff like that.

On intimacy

People think intimacy is all about sex, but it’s really more about having a mutual plan for the next week’s meals so come Tuesday you won’t kill each other over low blood sugar.

On meeting the parents

“What if they hate me? What if they think I’m ugly and boring?
What if I start sweating heavily and get enormous puddles under my arms?
What if I have poo on my fingers when we shake hands?”
Why would you have poo on your fingers?”

On inspiration

Gone, gone, gone, oh there! … no, gone again.

On the good talk

“So maybe we should talk about what happened today?”
“Why, what happened today?”
“You know, our argument.”
We had an argument?”

On the worrying kind

Apparently the brain is 75% devoted to fear and anxiety and only 25% to lust and joy. So it’s biology’s fault she spent all that time worrying about break ups.

On non-crises

“I don’t have a 30’s crisis, it’s just that I’ve recently
discovered that I suck at everything I do.”