Today I pulled out weeds from a house plant.

Thoughts:

• I am a city person. I don’t even think I really know what weeds are meant to look like.

• I don’t garden, because I’ve always lived in flats with no gardens but enough building drama for a never-ending soap opera.

• Why am I doing this? I can do many other things — call, badger, hustle. Gardening?

• It is hot.

• We’re all going to die.