I’ve always said that I’m in that awkward age of adulthood & compare it to that weird age of like 12-15 yrs old where we’re just in the middle… too old for some things & too young for others. It’s funny sometimes because in the recent years I’m always commenting about age because of those type of situations. It’s Saturday night and all I want to do is watch TV on my couch & go to bed early = “TOO YOUNG.” Or it’s a Tuesday night and I’m dressed in some crazy outfit about to hit the town to see some kind of EDM show & dance my face off = “TOO OLD.” And then the good ol’ quotes “you’re only as old as you feel” or “age is just a state of mind” are said & I move on. The main point is that I’m having fun. I can easily have fun sitting at home & being lazy or running around a music festival with a bunch of 21-year olds.
I feel really lucky that I have so many amazing people & things around me that make me young at heart, but an old soul at the same time (there’s the walking contradiction thing again!) but because where I am today in my life, I’ve been talking a lot about what I want & what I’m looking for – which is a perfect balance. A perfect balance of young and old… of challenge and comfort… of responsible and irresponsible… of crazy and sanity… of independence and support… of structure and spontaneity… of quiet and loud… of love and hurt… of respect and selfishness…
Once I feel like I’ve reached the point of this perfect balance that I’ve defined I will be one happy dancing clam.
