Oh man, this is so incredibly perfect. Michael talking himself out of things, and into things, and his world revolving around Jan as he talks about how it doesn't, and just, the sadness and hilariousness of Michael.

He sort of wonders what it would be like to be Dad, though. To stay up all night trying to get the baby to stop crying; to have this little person who’s got your eyes or your chin or your awesome sense of humor, or something; to love someone, just ‘cause they’re yours.

Oh, MICHAEL.