Sometimes I just get so tired of the things I do all the time. Changing lanes. Signing up for things on the internet. Closing my windows when the industrial-strength lawn machines start up. Trying to remember my stupid, stupid password. Thinking retail therapy at TJ Maxx is going to make me feel better. Walking the loooong aisles of the grocery store, going past hundreds of feet of high fructose corn syrup-sweetened fizzy water and cereals inspired by candy.