I think I used to hope my life would be like this someday.

There's a party outside this door, but inside this quiet room there are three little blonde girls calming down with a book. The biggest one is reading aloud. The other two are pretty worn out (as you'd expect after 6 hours of party) but valiantly trying to stay awake. I'm hoping it will all go smoothly and soon I'll be triumphantly telling Sean of sleeping children.

I can hear my friends laughing out in the house, finding things to talk about with other friends of mine. Some people have a glowing disc and are flinging it about the lawn; they've already got a person saying he's willing to try it.