Let's assume that God made us and said something like, "you have 1 billion units of energy (or however energy is measured, I'm not a scientist) to last you your entire lifetime."
Well, we waste a lot of it doing really pointless crap as children, and we laugh at adults who say things like, "I wish I had some of your energy" because, as children, we think we'll feel that tireless forever.
Last night, I watched Silas expend an exorbitant amount of energy climbing up onto the furniture, then immediately climbing back down, then climbing back up, dropping his sippy, exclaiming "uh oh!", climbing back down (repeat x 50).
If my above assumption were true, and my son were any indication, it would stand to reason that we clearly use up about 500 million units (I'll even do the math for you - that's half) of our energy by the time we reach our 25th birthdays between the pointless kid stuff (spinning in circles for an hour) and the all-nighters in our early 20's.

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