Adult Fun

   I was hanging out at a family friend's house recently because my mum was staying there while she was in town. I got there at around 11:30 in the nighttime because my mum's bus didn't get in until late. It was pretty far past my bedtime so I was not really participating in the conversation and ended up just observing the hilarious conversations of adorable adults. 

   I don't know if all adults are like this, but if so, I really hope to be one some day. Within moments of being in the kitchen my mother flew to the door (door leads onto an enclosed terrace). She proceeded to  shower our family friends with compliments the way one might do to the proud parents of a newborn babe. It wasn't just my dear sweet mama though. Our friends crowded round the door (with some difficulty, I might add, because the door was wedged between my seat and a counter), gingerly pointing out the delicate intricacies of the door. 

   It just looked like a door to me, but I guess you develop a more refined design palette with age and homeownership. I simply do not know about these things yet. I'm surprised my mum didn't cover my ears and whisper, "She's too young".

   Anyway, this door had some sort of extreme blinds built into it and all you had to do was press down on a thing and the blinds closed. It was almost sensual. Like dimming the lights. 

   I hope that when I'm an adult (if it ever happens) I will get similar satisfaction from a new door. To be real, I'm jealous because youthful kicks are getting exhausting. I want to see a door, be one hundred percent stimulated and then be in bed by seven pm.