Occasionally I worry about me. Why is the highlight of my day, if I’m sick or working from home on a weekday, watching question time in parliament? Why is it the return of Lateline has brought me more joy than most things in the last month or so? Why was the most entertaining thing I saw on TV all weekend this debate on Lateline? And why, when I was talking to a friend yesterday who said she felt exactly the same way, did I not ask her to marry me?