I know what it's like to squander all your hours and all your tears and all your heart on something which turns out to be nothing. Don't waste your time.

I know this is our honeymoon. But just sometimes, I wish Luke was a girl.

Why didn't I buy a new phone earlier? Why don't I always walk around with a spare phone? It should be the law, like having a spare tire.

It really is the year 2007. Which means I must be... Oh my God. I'm twenty-eight. I'm old.

Why can't parents dance? Is it some universal law of physics or something?

We’re on this planet for too short a time. And at the end of the day, what’s more important? Knowing that a few meaningless figures balanced—or knowing that you were the person you wanted to be?

My life has changed, and I'm changing with it.