I was bored one day: absolutly nothing to do, not even any homework. My parents noticed me acting like a total slum and stating, “We’re going to go run errands and you’re coming with.”
I grumbled in annoyance. I would have much rathered sit on the couch. But I got up and got in the car anyway.

And we began driving.

And then we were pulling into Home Depot. I smiled, “Yum.” As we made our way towards the doors. And then the breeze rushed across my face and breathed in through my nose. “Love the smell of Home Depot,” I breathed.

And like every other time I say this, my parents stared at me as if I was a total freak. “What? It smells awesome. But what is it in here? The cement floors? The wood? Hmmm…”

And like always, my parents shake their heads in shame at my strangeness.