




A six year old once asked me what adulthood is like.
“You can eat ice cream for dinner every night if you want,” I told him.
His face lit up.
“But you have to buy it yourself.”
I’ve never seen someone go from delighted to devastated as quickly as that little boy.
This is the most accurate description of adulthood I’ve ever heard.
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