It's strange how slow people like you and I can be to realize what adult freedom actually means. Sometimes this can end poorly, of course, but mostly it's just little moments like that, or me with....

Well, okay, see, when I was much younger, I had a nightlight to ward off fear of the dark, like most much-younger people do. Upon becoming an older kid it became apparent how uncool it was compared to all the much cooler older kids who obviously were brave enough to not need one as part of their overall coolness. I got by until, at the age of 28, I just now realized that if I'm nervous about the dark at night when I'm home alone, then, obvious solution aside, they've actually make something for that for years and I'm actually allowed to have one again. (And I want a lilac one, naturally.)