I used to be a baby, or rather a baby once existed who grew into, who physically transformed into, in lurid spurts, with believe me no intent whatsoever, a larger and muskier person, and that larger person, fresh off a grotesque sexual "maturation," there's a word for you, an achievement of unasked-for biggening, accompanied by any number of equally grotesque and unasked-for mental ripenings which did nothing to assist the organism of me in its normal functioning, in fact quite the opposite if you want my opinion, and my opinion is as good as anyone's in this regard, this newly maturated thing that I was then slowly and less dramatically transformed, both physically and otherwise, into the person I am now, a transformation that involved no size increase, except in the area of adipose thickening, but did involve an unhappy sort of simultaneous softening and desiccating in addition to marked mental dulling of the world-devouring kind and marked mental refinement of the self-devouring kind. I'm a baby now, just not physically, I'm a different kind of baby, an Extreme Taco Meal baby not a Gerber baby, assuming I ever was a Gerber baby. I'm a big baby. People tell me, "You're just a big baby," and I think, I'm not just a big baby, but I am a big baby.