Friday, June 3, 2011

quarter life

Ok. I'm just going to come out and say it. I'm turning 25 next month. 25 isn't that bad but here's my theory: 25 is almost 30 and I am so NOT ready to be 30.

When I was little, I used to think about what 25 would be like. What it's actually like is nowhere near what I thought it would be. It's basically college with money and no homework which is awesome but I feel like I'm not "being 25" correctly.

I can't tell you exactly what I think a 25 year old should be doing though. I was under the impression that being 20-something would be more like Friends. When do we meet at the coffee shop? When do we dance in the fountain? When do we become adults? What the hell even is an adult? The kids I babysit ask me if I am a "real grown up" and I always tell them no. I feel like a "grown up" old should be able to do basic "adult" things like keep a plant alive and so far I have yet to master this illusive talent.

The more I think about it the more I realize I've never actually felt old enough (read mature) to be doing whatever I was doing. It felt more like playing the part of someone in that period of time in my life. This terrifies me because I basically run a company. I can't even keep a plant alive and they are letting me run a company.

Are we doing it wrong? Or is it really that this is just the way it is? Maybe 25 year olds have had us fooled for so long parading around like adults, whatever that means. The world may never know. I may never feel like an adult and I think that is just fine by me.

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