ADV. #14: How Soft the Blow
I’m jealous of jackasses.
Those who choose to seize the day via public spectacle and go against the grain of acceptable adult behavior. Because now that I’ve grown I am expected to act a certain way. I should be polite and respectful; give up my seat on the bus for seniors and less able-bodied. I should iron my clothes and be able to discern between multiple forks on a table. I should drink good wine and talk politics. This is what might be expected of a professional woman.
Of course this is not a hard and fast rule. Nor, is it a bad standard.
When I was young all I wanted was to be older and now that I am, I’d give anything to be eight again. If only for a day.
I read that very sentiment in an old journal of mine the other day and I found myself repeating it to Jane.
“I just want to be eight again.” (More …)
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