my parents are friends with a couple who has a 5 year old boy. Anytime they visit (they live a few hours away), talon spends several days in Little Kid Social Heaven. It’s fun for them, though they seem to fight a lot as they’re both only children and lack sharing skills.
Last night the little boy’s mother asks me what i do for fun. I gazed at her from the depths of my sunken eye sockets,and said quite seriously: “i don’t have fun. I work full time and commute a total of two hours a day. Then i pick up talon and mom (used as a verb) for a few hours before bedtime. on my days off, i clean, do laundry, and go to the store. There’s just no time for fun. And fun usually costs money.”
The woman sort of laughed uncomfortably and patted my arm, then reassured my that my time will come.
I dont believe her.
