Bring a little generosity when you look; you might be missing something.

Whatever; if you say so. I grew up poor and afraid. I believe you more than I believe myself.

The personal quirks you’d hoped were endearing turn out to be profoundly irritating to the people around you.

20 years on, he didn’t know whether he should break down sobbing or smother her with a pillow. Probably both. He felt that way about most of his patients and it had worn him down. He was drinking too much, losing sleep and had developed a pronounced limp. Physician, destroy thyself.

Messages on walls or mirrors, invariably perceived as more urgent than those typed on a computer.

They weren’t real likes, they were pity likes.

Life has once again forced an unscheduled change of attitude.

Suffering has made you ugly, which is beautiful.

I suspect the only true answer to pretty much anything is maybe.

A grid system was developed in order to rationalize intuitive choices.

Everything proceeded from an assumption of insufficiency.

What’s the problem?
No idea, really. It’s quite the mystery.
How does it manifest?
Microagressions, slamming drawers, muttering, occasionally striking oneself on the head with a crystal paperweight. The usual.
Does it leave a mark?
Only above the hairline.

Going back to writing on tablets. Not electronic ones. Short pieces carved in stone.