He wants to laugh out loud or punch a wall. He feel drunk or at least carbonated. Insane. At first, he thinks this is happiness, but then he determines it’s love. Fucking love, he thinks. What a bother. It’s gotten in the way of his plan to drink himself to death, to drive his business to ruin. The most annoying thing about it is that once a person gives a shit about one thing, he finds he has to start giving a shit about everything.
Gabrielle Zevin, The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry
SHOW ME THE WONDER 