A young boy walks in, he's maybe seven or eight years old. He is wearing a cowboy hat that is almost as big as he is, levis, and cowboy boots.
He walks up to the counter which his head barely reaches, and orders a large latte and a scone. He pays for the goods and walks towards the exit with full hands, politely thanking the man who holds the door open for him.
I wonder if I will ever be as grown up as him?