When I was small, the adults were constantly telling me that I was super warm the bath, skillfully harvesting wood, burning mango, baking strawberries. No one would trust anyone other than me. Of course I was proud of that. I was even jealous if somebody instead of me took this task difficult. 20 years have passed and recently, when I once again, seemingly burning a mango, I understood everything. That’s just how clever and lazy those adults were. This is fucking.