dear growin up diary,
growing up with the notion i would someday be a grown up, i realize- that was just another dream. i am still the same kid i was when i was little- my hands just got more skin on them now and i don't chew my nails anymore. i also have more patience and i can cook better. but as soon as my kid leaves- and becomes of age- i will have the same responsibilities i had as a child- none. except taking out the garbage and feeding my dog. and what's weird about that- as an older child- i don't even mind doing that anymore. i have a difficult life. i am so fortunate living comfortable in the palm of the favored hand. i don't know why it is so hard to think about changing- to give up nothing is so difficult, but it may have to be done.
growing up with the notion i would someday be a grown up, i realize- that was just another dream. i am still the same kid i was when i was little- my hands just got more skin on them now and i don't chew my nails anymore. i also have more patience and i can cook better. but as soon as my kid leaves- and becomes of age- i will have the same responsibilities i had as a child- none. except taking out the garbage and feeding my dog. and what's weird about that- as an older child- i don't even mind doing that anymore. i have a difficult life. i am so fortunate living comfortable in the palm of the favored hand. i don't know why it is so hard to think about changing- to give up nothing is so difficult, but it may have to be done.