Honey, don’t you know that you aren’t the only one trying to screw shut a jar of paste while holding an umbrella under one arm and keeping your purse from slipping off your shoulder? Don’t you know how many people say the same dumb things, reply “You too” when they’re told to have a nice breakfast by a waiter who probably won’t eat for another four hours? What have you been reading, celebrity magazines? What have you been sampling for normalcy—Vogue, Glamour? Do you have any idea how we look from outside, fumbling through our days like flies buzzing at a closed window, trying to reach the sun?