twenty-one: adulthood

i’m pretty much done adulting for today, so here are some thoughts from the interwebz that made me snicker a bit.


seriously, it’s overrated. not that my childhood was any great shakes either. but still. i don’t even know what it means to be an adult, given that the older i get, the more small parts of me i seem to meet, and the more i remember about my youth. it’s nuts.