Today’s daily prompt didn’t impress me: When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?
(“Who the hell are you?”-I think I just heard one of the WP people say.)
If I answered this thing truthfully, I would have to say until my 40th birthday, I felt a little too much like a grown up.
I was a weird kid, what can I say? I read the dictionary and Charles Dickens.
I liked big words and Reader’s Digest.
I was the kid you didn’t have to bribe to watch PBS.
I was also uptight and opinionated and not above telling the grown-ups their mistakes, which didn’t go over so well.
Music was the one place were I was in tune, at least in my teen years, with the more “normal” crowd. I danced to Micheal Jackson’ s “Thriller” and sang “Shout” by Tears for Fears with real conviction. Those times I felt like the kid I was.
But, then I grew-up and started to act like it. I raised a family and lost my youth.
But, one day I got sick of being so prudish and uptight and said, “I’m getting a little tired of being so prudish and uptight.”
And, so I reverted back and let me tell you I am enjoying this second childhood a lot more than I did the first!
So when did you feel like a true grown-up? Or like me are you in your second childhood?