Spoons. I’ve got 28000 spoons. Not different ones, all the same. They are all over the house, but I’ve also got a spoon room, where most of them are neatly organized. You don’t want a spoon mess, it needs to be neat! I love my spoons.

Once in a while I will invite people and most of them pretend, everything is fine. I think, they are uncomfortable but don’t dare say anything. None of them ever accepted a second invitation.

Sometimes I feel lonely, and when this happens, I take one of my spoons, go to bed and we cuddle. This has always comforted me.