When I was younger, particularly around the time of my 25th birthday, the idea of growing up really, really BUGGED me. And then life happened wham! It is not so much that I don't want to grow up as much as I don't want the expectations of others to dictate the direction of my life. I know that sounds immature, but heck, I have to live my life don't I? I often do things a bit wonky. Because the societal/Christian norm is for my life to look like XYZ by whatever age I would be like, "Um, no, I'd rather it didn't." My rebellion was not, however, really all that well thoughout so there would be no alternative, just a fat hole into which I could fall. I see the error in my way! BUT, and this is kind of a biggie, I am not all that happy with the grown-up stuffy that I think I have achieved (that being said I think some people still view um, where I am at this stage in my life as immaturity.) I like loud music t...
living life intentionally