Chicken for the Soul: Parents and Sex
It occurred to me some time ago, and now I'll share it with the reader, that there is a peculiar way to grow up from one's parents: Imagine them as perverted sexual beings. Perverted is a relative term, of course, but the heart of the seemingly deviant mental expedition is the detail that if there is a measure of maturity it is the skill to acknowledge the vapid reality that mom and dad are at no more elevated a state of mind or body than we are. Therefore, they like to have sex. Oh! and if mom is currently single, she probably has a dildo somewhere in the house.
Whenever these slimy truths don't stress you out any more than imagining any other girl or boy in a steamy situation, then you can proclaim at least one color of transcendence -- you are a step closer to adulthood.
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