Photo 3978451 © Christopher King | Dreamstime.com

I have this weird anxiety when something comes in the mail. It’s because historically, anything that came in the mail was stressful — an unexpected bill, unintelligible legal documents in German, the energy company wanting me to somehow read the meter (which I always screw up, and they end up calling to talk me through it).

Instead of opening the mail, I would put it in a stack and try to forget about it. The thing is, I want to be…