"the neighbourhood girls who live across the street, under five, both of them, tromp through the early morning rain with enthusiasm..."
"you can’t know what you don’t know. i heard this phrase the other day, or read it somewhere, and it has become stuck in my brain. it’s important, i think, and yet i’m having difficulty wrapping my head around it."
"because i am a girl the simple becomes complex and fraught. not the science though many would suggest it is beyond my grasp; not the philosophy which is embedded in the female mind through chick lit and magazines early on..."
"i think i want an afternoon snack. i think i might be hungry. it’s hard for me to tell. there’s a physical sense of emptiness in my stomach, a hollow rumbling, but i’m never totally convinced it means i should eat. i never quite believe my body when it tells me i’m hungry."
"the first thing i do in the morning, after i get up, start the coffee maker, and curse the toaster oven which refuses to work no matter how many times we replace it, is to settle in to read blog posts on WordPress. it’s a way to ensure that the morning doesn’t start off on a sour note."