Then she tackled the problem of trying to decide how she wanted to live and what was valuable to her.
When am I happy...
when I'm not trying to be. when it's raining in the summer. when I'm early even though I left my apartment late. when my eyes look green.
...and when am I sad...
when I try and no one notices. when I get judgy looks for ordering dessert. when someone uses the wrong form of your/you're. when my favorite character dies.
...and what is the difference?
I'm almost always sad because of things I can't control.
What do I need to know to stay alive?
how to get around by subway. the five-second rule for food falling on the floor. my phone number. how to draw a perfect heart.
What is true in the world?
strawberries are delicious. a thesaurus can be your best friend. I'll never be tan. life is short.
Her mind traveled crooked streets and aimless goat paths, arriving sometimes at profundity, other times at the revelations of a three-year-old.
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