MOMMY, WHERE DO THE ROCKETS COME FROM?
WELL IT ISN'T USUALLY IN MY CHARACTER TO LET THINGS GET TO ME (OTHER THAN OUR HERO OF COURSE), BUT LATELY I'VE BEEN WONDERING WHERE THESE ROCKETS REALLY COME FROM. HONESTLY. I SHOULDN'T BE SAYING THIS (IN CASE OUR HERO IS READING), BUT I THINK I'VE SUBCONSCIOUSLY BECOME MORE CONSERVATIVE WITH MY ONCE RELENTLESS ROCKETING FOR FEAR OF ONE DAY RUNNING OUT. NOTHING PARTICULAR HAS HAPPENED TO MAKE ME THINK I WILL RUN OUT, BUT I GUESS THAT'S JUST PART OF GETTING OLDER.