I am taking a break from my YA novel and writing a short story as a possible entry to The Literary Lab's newest anthology. (It is a most unusual prompt: writers create original stories based on one of two fairy tales. So much more creative-making than Stories From The Coasts, or Stories Inspired By My Precocious Children, or The Color of Money: Green or Red. Discuss.)
Having written so long from the points-of-view of young people, I find I am at a loss at knowing how adults think. (The answer to your question is no, I am not really an adult, more like a 10-14 year old kid trying to fool people in to thinking my wrinkles commensurate with my wisdom.)
So now my poor thirty-something year-old man is having trouble knowing how and what to think while attending a wedding in a garden.
All right. Vented. Now back to Ryan to see if I can think mature, manly thoughts in his grown-up mind.