Things matter to me. Like that first sentence. It’s incorrect. It’s incomplete. Things matter *too much* to me. Now it is correct. I have had my bouts with milk. I have lost all of them. And cried when they spilled. The only positive that has come from milk containers is the printout of the expiration date. “Mar10”, it once said. “That’s my name!” I replied to the container that would most likely end up in the pantry. Or on the…