I looked at myself in the mirror today. Dressed in bright orangey pink shorts and a graphic Alice in Wonderland t-shirt, I was instantly de-aged about 12 years. It was all unintentionally of course but it got me thinking about where I am in life. My mother called me the other day to reassure me that I could still meet a man in school. My dad still treats me like a kid, giving me that sage advice that I've heard before and my younger sister likes to pick fistfights with me. AND yet... I still feel fully 25. I'm rather fascinated by the juxtaposition of the two ages in my life.
On the one hand I love cartoons/comics... on the other I love classical literature
On the one hand I'm a fan of punk and music that is featured on Disney channel... on the other I get headaches if the music is too loud.
SO what does that mean for a girl like me?
Will i Forever be in tune with the youthfulness of me?
ORRR Will I just be one of those embarassing people that just doesn't know to grow up?
THe world may never know.
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