he is prone and snoring on the carpet, equidistant between my partner and me. It’s a mundane thing, and I look forward to a long life of such mundane things as this. ​ I want to steal a friend’s idea of “holding office hours for chats with friends” next year by making more room for FaceTime and phone calls, which drain me and distract me so much less than being constantly alt-tabbing to Messages.app.