Today I bought myself a bag of lollipops.
I know, sorry, I should have made sure you were sitting down first 
Anyway. I saw them, I thought 'oh yum, I love those lollipops', and then continued to walk past them, feeling somehow like I could look but not touch. Until I realised - hang on a damn minute, I'm 33 years old and I want a fucking bag of lollipops.
Does anybody else ever forget that they're a 'grown up' and occasionally have to remind themselves that they can do what the hell they want?