Being here, I see my little brothers and how much fun being a kid is. They don't have to check bank accounts, mystery charges don't exist, and there is no such thing as bills. I am sad that I didn't appreciate adolescence and wanted so badly to be an adult. That word is ugly to me now, poisoned by responsibility. The worst part is there is just more adult to come: mortgage payments, health insurance, saving for retirement....
Oh dear. Why is it our nature to wish away the stage of life we are in, thinking the next is bigger and better? Why do we always want what we don't have?
Luckily, there is a great sense of accomplishment that comes with being an adult- when the numbers line up and the bills get paid. Independence is invigorating. Loved ones make it all worth it.
In the end, the mystery charge is solved,
you (hopefully) get paid for the work you do,
and you try your best to enjoy the journey.
