I was watching agents of S.H.E.I.L.D today and all I could think about was how Joss Whedon has an eye for nice offices. Weather it be on a plane or in an underground prostitution organization they always look nice. I mean LOOK at Topher's Office!
Anyway. I was thinking "Dang! Topher's office is fly, I need a tiny trampoline to help me think!" And that's when it hit me. I HAVE a trampoline. A full size one at that. How could I have forgotten that I have a trampoline in my back yard? Clearly I am not as in-touch with my adolescents as I should be.
I went outside (Shocker, right?), and I jumped on that trampoline until I realized how short my time with this youthful stage of body really is and rediscovered my inner child.
...Well I jumped until I slipped up and my glasses feel off and I kneed myself in the eye... But Until I rediscovered my inner child flows better to me. Because accidentally kneeing yourself in the eye is what childhood is all about.
