Sublime

What if he was unable to take in the weight of what I myself couldn’t take in the weight of?

As if a silver in the egg-and-spoon race was some sort of compensation for not understanding how to use an apostrophe.

My interest in other men isn’t about trying to trade Neal in. It’s about simultaneously experiencing something new—and who do we have here?—and something old—my younger, freer, less responsibility-bound self.

Secretly I had a worry that maybe-boyfriend might not be a proper man.

that part of normality here was this constant, unacknowledged struggle to see.

the daily rush of newness: new pleasures, new people, new reflections of yourself.

a deeply unfashionable man is invited into a privileged world and in so doing creates the coolest club on the planet.