I Am An Adult

A satisfying Saturday night is me, a dirty kitchen floor, and a mop. When Im done I put on some John Cage xylophone music from the 40's and walk across it barefoot and grin. Booty calls come at 5pm on Friday afternoon. My passport is expired and I will leisurely renew it by spring to forgoe the service fee for rush jobs and take a pleasant holiday a few months later. I am calm, reasonable, and can understand why you would hold the opinions that you do.