Well, not fun, but a relief to get out of the way. And I was feeling very peopled out for the whole day. Yesterday was the first time in a long while I’ve felt bad for not being being more sociable. It’s as though my dad’s death gave me an excuse to be insular. I figured that neither me nor anyone else could expect me to know how to behave, so I happily let myself keep to myself.

Not that I don’t love my family to pieces. In fact, the opposite. It’s just...