I like having time to myself. I like … not having to go outside that much. I don’t actually see that much of the sun. I think I might be a bit agoraphobic. I think that’s going to be my mental illness. What’s yours?
Do I have to have a mental illness?
We all have to have one in this benighted world.
Paranoia, maybe
Can’t everyone just get a puppy and live happily ever after?