A few days ago I had a moment of sheer panic because I couldnāt find a pen. I went through the Elisabeth KĆ¼bler-Ross stages of penlessness (Denial: Maybe I donāt need a pen? I donāt need a pen! Anger: Where is my goddamned pen?! Bargaining: If you give me your pen, O nice, accommodating waiter, Iāll leave you a bigger… Read More ￫
