rbsn ~ excursive

never synced with socially accepted norms. as in during high school, i never felt i was A Freshman, A Sophmore, A Junior, or A Senior. these were labels that made sense only when i was filling out forms. likewise for College Student, Young Adult, Working Professional, so on and so forth. only just recently has something happened in which i feel fully identifiable and justified as Grown Up: when i see high school kids and think “zomg so young and tender”. when toddlers get punished with time-outs and i crack up at the silly cuteness of it all. i’m finally at a stage where i can step away into my own holding ground and view the world through a more confident lens. that, to me, is growing up. that kinda growing up should be the criteria for defining a Grown Up.