I attract spiders.
I haven’t put up a Christmas tree—other than Tom’s little Target tree, which we never take down, it stays up year-round—in 10 years.
I want an El Camino.
I am afraid of ocean liners.
I can’t spell, I have no sense of direction, I am a hyperventilating cook, yet I have lived for over fifty years.
All my life, I’ve preferred...