Firestone Hot Springs It's always bears!!

val sensed a stirring under his friend's skin. perhaps what he had said came across a way he hadn't intended. such a disconnect reminded him that once upon a time, he'd met someone he'd perceived as impossibly old when he was her age -- what was it about elders that put the youth up in arms? he'd forgotten.

perhaps it was that time only advanced: the youth could not look through the lens of their elder's lives, anymore than the elders could look forward, to a world where they were no longer relevant. the old regarded the young with bitterness to see such energy wasted -- and the young could not conceive how the old resigned to a life restricted by parameters.

he sighed, sorry for the unrest he'd inspired. but dwin held her tongue, and val, grateful for it, navigated the thorny landscape of their new topic. he laughed -- for some children were truly awful. i suppose that some people do not like children, and that is okay. the world would be boring if all of us resigned to a life of pup-rearing and babysitting. some of us have to explore and discover great things. while the rest of us change diapers. i think it is just me. it seems like the part -- he handwaved weakly -- the parenting part, i mean -- just fits. plus, they keep you busy and.. here val's tone changed a little, surprising even himself by how much he'd shared in so few words: they keep you so worried and busy for them, that you don't have to think too much.