I drove to my parents. My Dad had to go to the doctor and I was going to take him. It was still so early, so dark, and I punched in the code on the garage door key pad and the door creaked up like an old man walking. I sat in the silence of the house on an easy chair, and in the silence I thought about how strange it is to grow up. I thought about how much more I know now and how much more I don’t know.