Our brains are like bonsai trees, growing around our private versions of reality.

Ah, the power of two. There's nothing quite like it. Especially when it comes to paying utility bills, parenting, cooking elaborate meals, purchasing a grown-up bed, jumping rope and lifting heavy machinery. The world favours pairs. Who wants to waste the wood building an ark for singletons?

I would gladly have accepted a heaping spoonful of nepotism when I got out of college and was looking for a job.

The search for one's first professional job is not unlike a magical love potion: when one wants to fall in love with the next thing one sees, one generally does.

I have definitely had experiences where I can feel the shift from simply living my life to being slightly outside of my life and taking notes.

Are there moments when I see unrequited crushes or ex-boyfriends slow dancing with their dates and kind of want to stab myself in the spleen with a salad fork? Yeah, sure.

No affair that begins with such an orchestrated overture can end on a simple note.