To Lurking Parents,

I don’t want your life. I just got done spending the day aircraft gliding. Followed by a small shopping spree at a second hand bookstore. I’m wrapping up with a brewery stop outside in threatening rain with a bomb ass food truck sandwich. Meanwhile, the place has multiple children playing out and about. I’m not mad, not even miffed. I see the diaper bags, I hear the way you cheer your kids for sharing and getting along - good for you. I simply don’t want your life. So stop asking.

-VoltageBiter Vibing from Colorado