Friday, April 25, 2008

I'm a million different people from one day to the next...

I keep wondering when I'm going to feel like a "real" adult. When does the switch flip? Is it after you get married? Have a career? Have kids? None of which I have yet experienced. Is that why, when visiting my married friends, I miss out on the "adult" conversations? I strive to get away from the goofy persona that has followed me my whole life. It's nice to be the eccentric, fun, wisecracking friend every once in awhile. However, I wish it didn't define me. The people I call my best friends, that are in my own age group, don't come to me for life advice. That is what I long for. To be the friend that is wise, who understands life. I would like to be the adult friend for once. I have bills, I have responsibility, I have struggled with things that some couldn't even imagine. Yet, inside I still feel 12 years old. Awkward. I should feel comfortable around people my own age, right?