I create a new reality for myself. I decided I didn't like some things about the old reality, so I'm creating a new one. In my new reality, there's more margaritas, there's more tacos, there's more baby goats who frolic around me as I walk down the street. Are those your baby goats? someone asks. They belong to us all, I say, everyone gets baby goats. Baby goats on the street, baby goats on the subway, baby goats at work. Baby goats everywhere! This is my new reality.