6/28/11
If I'm honest with myself, and I try hard not to be, I'm terrified of turning 21. I know how rediculous that sounds, but I fear it all the same. I'm counting down the days and with each passing one I feel it growing closer.
In a society that touts being young as being "in" and old as "out" I suppose I'm really terrified of being old. I know that 21 is not old, but it is one year closer to being old. Or at least older.
For all of my life I've had a peter pan outlook. I don't want to grow up. My mother figured I grow out of it, but even now I find myself muttering "I won't grow up. I won't get old." I suppose I want to be 14 forever.
Silly huh?
In a society that touts being young as being "in" and old as "out" I suppose I'm really terrified of being old. I know that 21 is not old, but it is one year closer to being old. Or at least older.
For all of my life I've had a peter pan outlook. I don't want to grow up. My mother figured I grow out of it, but even now I find myself muttering "I won't grow up. I won't get old." I suppose I want to be 14 forever.
Silly huh?
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