My son just came into the library to get my extra iPod cable from me and "borrow" my debit card. He didn't look good; his eyes were tired looking and his hair was dirty. I asked him about it, and he "Doesn't want to talk about it." He's 22 and I know I should let it go, but it's hard, really hard, not to worry about your kids -- alleged adult or not. Then he says things like, "Why does it matter to you?" He doesn't get that it will ALWAYS matter to me. Always.
On a lighter note, why do patrons come into the library with their mp3 players, turn the music up so loud that I can hear it far far away from where they are and then just look astounded and offended when I tell them to turn it down? I should not be able to identify singer, album, and song from 50 feet away! Okay, not 50 feet, but still . . .