I stood up. It was all too much. I could not even meet my own expectations, and to be asked to deal with all theirs too was suffocating.

I know family comes first, but shouldn't that mean after breakfast?

When faced with people who have very limited conversational skills and no apparent desire to cultivate any it's always easier to simply go along.

For the first time I could remember, I felt weak, woozy and stupid— like a human-being. Like a very small and helpless human-being.

Now I know what it is like to feel like a total idiot.

Life teaches us that human thought almost never walks hand in hand with logic, and it is usually counterproductive to raise the point.

First things first has always been my motto, mostly because it makes absolutely no sense - after all, if first things were second or third, they wouldn't be first things, would they? Still, cliches exist to comfort the feeble minded, not to provide any actual meaning.