jmnixon95 wrote:
Cornflake wrote:
jmnixon95 wrote:
886 wrote:
I just drove to wal-mart 25 miles at 4 in the morning because I was craving cinnamon rolls.
Oh, the freedom of adulthood.
It's good, but the price you pay is responsibilities. You get to be responsible for everything in your life, and that can get a bit tricky at times.
That's true. I'm warned about this by adults any time I show any sort of longing for all of the freedoms adults have. It seems you have to sort of make the freedoms for yourself... To use 886's Wal-Mart example, you'd have to somehow have the money to
drive twenty-five miles and buy the cinnamon rolls, and that typically involves... work. x.x
Heh. Yes, I'm afraid it does - and work, to some extent, means
you sell your soul for money.
And actually, you not only have to have the money to drive 25 miles - you have to pay for driving lessons, buy the car, insure it, keep it repaired, and feed it.
After all that, there's the final injustice of still having to pay for the cinnamon rolls.
Then again, it is
really nice to just hop in your own car and drive for no other reason than you feel like doing it. That, and loads of other goodies.
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