I’m a grandma in a 20 year old body. Instead of ragers and ratchets, last night I spent time pretty much only with people I am close to at places I’ve been before. Instead of blowing money on drugs, I enjoyed a somewhat early bed time. What my peers were doing across the city made me look like I belong in a nursing home. All of the sudden, casual has become my new risqué and I do not mind at all.