It's just... I'm getting older. And so are the people around me. And it's strange. A couple nights ago, my brother called me. I
It just seemed so normal for adults, but... we're not adults. We're still just kids! We still run and tattle to mom when someone is being mean. We still fight and wrestle and taunt and embarrass each other. It just seems so... strange. Does everyone go through this when they realize they're going to be thirty in four short years?
I don't think I'm ready to get older. I still don't own my own home. There aren't any children on the way. I have a stable job, but certainly wouldn't consider it a career. I really think I'd like to prolong this whole getting old business.
So, tomorrow's the day and you can bet your sweet ass I'll be consuming my fair share of alcohol tomorrow. And chocolate. Definitely chocolate.