On Being Ellie

In the car on the way to pick up lunch

Ellie: I wish I were a Native American
Me: I think you're pretty cool the way you are. What's wrong with wanting to be you?
Ellie: Cause I'm tired of being me.

Honey, it's only been five years. Isn't this a conversation I'm supposed to have with you when you tell me you want to dye your hair pink? Or when you want to get a tattoo of some Chinese symbol that you think looks cool but actually translates to General Tso’s Chicken special? Listen, chipper up—there's a long road of being you ahead.