In a few hours I'll be on a plane to California. It will be the first time I've ever been there for professional reasons, and that feels strange. Business trips are for grown ups.
On a related note, I have had a sinus induced toothache on and off for about a month and also I am now forty, or close enough to it as makes no difference.
Naturally my reaction to all of this responsible adult activity is to reflect on what I like best about my life. I like making things. I like traveling. I really like dressing up while still being comfortable. Obviously I need to run away and join the circus before I get too old.