Saturday, February 26, 2011

Growing up? Overrated!

The past few weeks, I’ve lived a slightly different life. I’ve done things I’ve been longing to do for a while. I’ve met people and experienced things that I’ve been missing for a long time. It was a great high. I remember those highs. I learned quickly that they come, take you on a giddy pleasure trip and then drop you like a sack of potatoes. This time, though, I knew all the while that these few weeks were going to be just that…a fun time. They were not going to be a permanent fixture or even a relatively longish spell in my life. However, this “groundedness” came in real handy when the crash came. I’m pretty much the same. I am not bummed that it is over. A coupla years ago, I would’ve moaned for a MONTH, if not longer. I am back to my lazy, comfortable life. Ironically, I decided that I would come back.

I know what this is: I’m growing up. It’s not as bad as I thought it would be (at least not right this moment), but it definitely is not all that great. I do miss the wonder and the drama. Being calm and zen about shit is no fun at all. Nothing is a novelty now (I really hope I’m kidding myself, tho! :D). I hope you all are going through something similar. Say you are even if you are not! :P

3 comments:

  1. right novelty is dead

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  2. no no no... don't grow up. growing up is horrible and ugly and painful and sobering and boring and sad and totally totally undesirable!

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  3. I kind of like it--I feel like I can cause the joy and wonder whenever I want because I know myself better. I feel like I have greater reserves when things go poorly. I am, thank all the gods there be, NOT a teenager anymore.

    At least that's how I feel today :)

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