Being an adult is weird.
On one hand, you are always tired and there is no power in the entire Cosmos that can possibly change this. Also, you are constantly required to make awkward conversation with other adult humans, which usually involves expressing amazement that weather is a dynamic system that often undergoes change. As an added bonus, you have to have money or you literally die, then get billed for it.
On the other hand, you are free to decide, whenever you want, to purchase and consume tasty concoctions for no reason at all, at any hour. (*May I recommend the cheesecake milkshake from Sonic. It has actual tasty bits of...something. Something delicious. I'm not afraid of it.) Plus you can have as many cats as you want, because cats are freakin' awesome.
So all in all I suppose the adulting experience balances out, so one is free to contemplate one's smallness and insignificance in a vast, utterly unfeeling Universe while slurping loudly from a plastic, environmentally irresponsible drinking straw.
Anyway, enjoy your dinner.
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