the other day i was hanging out with my 16 year old sister.
thoughts were racing through my head about how i needed to get the wet carpet out of the basement, finish a paper, pay bills, write a resume, plan a wedding...etc.
then i look at my sister and she says, "i wonder what color i should paint my toenails?"
ah, to be young and have few worries.
do worries keep growing as you get older?
i sure hope not.
i have all that i can handle right now.