So when is it exactly I’m supposed to grow up?

I am 24 years old. Twenty-four years old. I have, just today, not only expanded my collection of model Daleks to 18, but also just finished starting to play a new video game starring Mickey Mouse. I am 24 years old.

Is this bad? I mean, really, is it? Because it doesn’t feel bad. I’m in full time work (for now), I have a graduate degree, but yet I still don’t feel grown up, and I still end up spending money on things that, really, I should have grown out of by now. But I’m not, and I don’t think it’s just me. The market for so-called adults buying so-called children’s things seems to keep growing and growing, and my idea of what someone in their mid-twenties should be is not really happening. And I like it.

I’m fine with doing these things and buying these things, because I enjoy them. Because they make me happy. I’m sure buying a fantastical new car or an amazing set of frying pans that look like they were made in 12th Century China is what I’m supposed to be focusing my attention on right now, but really they’re just boring.

Am I wrong about this, though? Is this okay? IS IT JUST ME?


(the Daleks look cool, though)

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About Tomtrek

Hi, I'm Tomtrek! I made a blog which has some words in it. I hear that's pretty much standard for most blogs, though.

Posted on November 27, 2010, in General Stuff About Things, Reasons why I'm probably just a little bit insane (but not full on nutso), The strange things that I love and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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