I see Philip J. Fry on screen and how he's able to roll with the punches of the year 3000 and I wonder, is that me? Could that be me? I don't remember how well I adapt, how I get used to things. Sometimes I think about my neuronal connections, how many have been pruned, and sometimes I think of constraints and fossilization and plateaus instead of influences and proliferation. "The amazing fertility of the older mind", BBC -- I want that. I need it.
"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391