adulthood is about finding the one. adulthood is about creating a family and home with that one. adulthood is about introducing new ones into the world. adulthood is about the process of segregating oneself. letting go of the party friends, letting go of the hierarchal social structure that dominated our energies and minds from middle school onward. the people on the peripheral who always could hand you a glass of wine but not the type to pick up the phone past 3:00 AM on a Tuesday night. it's about the drifting away and the moving forward, the desire for satiety and fulfillment on all fronts and the letting go of the frothy, the trivial, the fleeting.
as i get older, i realize that we might die alone but our fantasy is dying with the other holding our hand.
how appropriate it is that the emblem of young adulthood is renting an apartment.
there's always someone within the vicinity. the lack of the plan didn't always result in the death of a night. the nighttime was a blossoming opportunity, a malleable thing that could either result in your greatest triumph or monumental tragedy. you're in love with wanting to change the worst in people; correction- be the one that changes the worst in people. you get off on that period of transience. everything is now, everything is magnificent, everything is terrible, whyisthishappening, ohmygodthisfeelsfantastic, don'tstopdon'tstop.
when i was young, i realized the value of living in the present.
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