Adult Stickers

I’ve realized as an adult that it’s not often that we are rewarded with stickers anymore. We used to get them all the time. Spelled a word right? Got a sticker. Got the math problem correct? Got a sticker. So I voted today and the man at the voting machine offered me a sticker. Suddenly, my childhood flooded back with positive memories of all the good things I did to be rewarded with a sticker. Yes, Sir, I’ll take a sticker and wear it all day long. Get out and vote, my friends. Get your sticker too.


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