I felt highly anxious in a way that I didn't think other children were.

Luxury is nice, but creativity is nicer.

But I am a girl with a keen interest in having it all, and what follows are hopeful dispatches from the frontlines of that struggle.

This could very easily be taken out of context, and I think it's funny now, but I remember looking in the mirror as a kid and, it would be like for an hour at a time, and I'd be like, 'I'm just so beautiful. Everybody is so lucky that they get to look at me.' And of course that changes as you get older, but I may have held on to that little-kid feeling that was me alone in my bathroom.

I am thinking particularly of a shower I took where the lower half of my body was under the running water and the upper half was laid out on the bath mat, eating a loaf of bread.

I have work, and then I have a dinner thing. And then I am busy, trying to become who I am.

Let's be reasonable and add an eighth day to the week that is devoted exclusively to reading.