Growing up

I’ve just realised that I am no longer asked

Can you butter my toast“.

It was never a request. It was an expectation.

Thirteen years and ten months it has taken to achieve this state of independence and mastery of technique.

That of buttering the toast and spreading the Vegemite.


Well not quite.

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