This weekend, in the midst of it, I thought I was having too much fun. Every time disappointment started to creep in, more fun came along instead. Shows and parties, costumes, people, and the adventure of falling asleep in strange places, once on a floor, in seldom visited neighborhoods. My only concern was a tiny nagging voice somewhere in the back of my head trying to tell me that it’s somehow inappropriate not to act my age.
I found the little voice, and I killed it.
Of course now that the weekend is over, I’m cranky and today is a craphole of a day, but I can console myself with the fact that I’m younger now than I was when I was younger. Which doesn’t make any sense… but is a lot more fun.
Plus, now I can do whatever I want.
Posted by allison at November 8, 2005 03:26 PM