Honesty and authenticity are a big deal for me.

So if we're all quarks and electrons ..." he begins. What?" We could make love and it would be nothing more than quarks and electrons rubbing together." Better than that," I say. "Nothing really 'rubs together' in the microscopic world. Matter never really touches other matter, so we could make love without any of our atoms touching at all. Remember that electrons sit on the outside of atoms, repelling other electrons. So we could make love and actually repel each other at the same time.

I think about stories and their logic and wonder if there can be any such thing as simply "there is a book.

Everything I know I imagine everyone else knows as well. And then everything that everyone else knows I imagine they know on top of what I know, so I'm constantly anxious about what everyone else knows.

I erased the thought from my mind, but I couldn't undo the fact that I'd had the thought in the first place.

In real life nothing means anything. Stuff happens and there just is no structure.

I wonder if the reason I tend to say yes to everything is because I deeply believe that I can survive anything.