She’ll be like, ‘How was your day today?’ And I’ll be like, ‘Oh, my day, Grandma? My day was horrible. I had the worst day. I wake up. I go to the video store — this guy almost hits me, this cab almost hits me. I get there — the movie I want is gone. They don’t even have it. And the Yankees lost, it’s going to rain — it was like the worst day. How was your day?’ ‘Well, I woke up, again. And my heart hurts when I breath. And another one of my friends died.’ It’s like, what do I say to that?