by the way, I think weed pulling is very therapeutic.

Sometimes I like to think about the thoughts I have while I'm pulling weeds. Like right while I'm having them, do you ever do that? Call me crazy.

Today I realized that sometimes I leave certain weeds because I think they are charming and/or I think they have potential to turn out interesting.

Then I thought, this may or may not be a parallel to the way I allowed boys to wander in my life before Gar...

Then I looked down and thought, charming or not, you're still a weed.

And I reached down and yanked that weed out.