I wonder at what point people grow up.
I’m not a “grown up” yet, far from it. But I’m so different to how I used to be.I wonder if there is one discrete event in your life, be it earth shattering or miniscule, that makes you truly identify yourself as an adult. Or whether it slowly creeps up on you and one day you turn around and you have a career and a house and a partner and you go “shit, I’ve grown up”. It’s just something that’s been playing on my mind - I am infinitely more together, grounded, happy, realistic and god knows what else than I was even 2 years ago. I wonder how much I’ll change again before I’m actually an adult.Or maybe I’ll just head for the second star to the right, and straight on ‘til morning.




