After a long conversation with a friend about the relatively small amount I've accomplished in my life, I'm melancholy. I lay in bed with my wife, and wonder if there's anything lasting I've made in my life, and think about all the projects I've abandoned.
Katie shows me a picture of a kid looking at a Christmas tree, explaining, "Babies and Christmas."
She adds, "Kid's not even that cute when he turns around."
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