Cecily: One wonders why a Perrier Menthe never fully fits its glass. In the beginning, you pour half your Perrier into the mint cordial, disturbing the green beneath. Agitate. It’s slightly too sweet, but that’s ok, you reason. Soon you will add more water. But by the time you do, you end up with a drink more or less pale and missing and you’re desperately sad. You question the very foundations of your existence.

One can find an existential crisis in the darndest of places.