You had to do more—go to college, pick a major, get a boyfriend, a job, an interesting scar, a dream house, an educated position on the death penalty. Suddenly you had more mail, more keys, more passwords, more toiletries. And all for less praise. People are less quick to applaud as you grow older. Life starts out with everyone clapping when you take a poo and goes downhill from there. If you stop and think about it, it’s a miracle that we get out of bed every day and brush our teeth and remember to buy toothpaste. We all deserve to be congratulated.
— Sloane Crosely in I Was Told There’d Be Cake
