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my sun

I was teasing Jack. I wanted to talk about his day; he wanted to watch Martha Speaks on PBS Kids. "Jack," I said. "Will you be my friend?"

He rolled his eyes. "You're my mom."

"Can't I be your friend,too?"

"If you're my mom, you're pretty much, like, everything."

He got to watch Martha Speaks. I watched it with him.


On Saturday I started reading Infinite Jest. On Monday I heard that David Foster Wallace committed suicide the previous Friday. I wonder if that's what he meant to do. Hope you don't continue to haunt me, DFW. Hope you find some peace.

you say it's your birthday

well it's my birthday, too.