Even adults need playgrounds.

I think I can make this my home. Mentally, that is. Here I can play around. You know, do a little mental flips. I'll play until I build some muscle, at least enough to stand abreast of the best. There will be some changes, but that's expected. Sometimes flashy, sometimes subdued, but always true to the kid in me. Here, I can expand these walls and find that which makes one stronger. This is a crazy culture; I am a crazy kid. We'll work well together, I'm sure.