I liked that he was a tenured professor in the Department of Slightly Crooked Smiles with a dual appointments in the Department of Having a Voice that Made My Skin Feel More Like Skin.
When you stopped wishing things wouldn't fall apart, you'd stop suffering when they did.
He missed that, too, and it hadn't even happened.
Iām on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.
I am a giant squid of anger.
We're professional worriers. You're constantly imagining things that could go wrong and then writing about them.