My Brain Doesn't Work Every Way
I wonder if it's contracted and hardened over the years.




I think I'm going to be one of those elderly women who rebels against modernity and has to do things her old way. This is frightening to me.

I used to be frightened of being an unfashionable mother.




My mother likes pop music, my father likes snowboards and gadgets.

I am like my father.
You are a king by your own fireside, as much as any monarch in his throne.