I smoke too much. Everything I taste and smell has a little smoke in it. I am not afraid of fire. The right side of my face has thick scars. I spend as much time as I can in my kitchen because I don't think I will die in my kitchen. I don't think people were meant to die in kitchens. I sleep on the floor there because in the summer it's a little bit cooler. I sleep with the lights on because I don't think people were meant to die in kitchens with the lights on. If my husband comes home again I think he'll want to come at night. At least I'll see him.