When I grow up, I want to be Peter Pan

Sometimes I think that being an "adult" means doing things that you're supposed to do, not necessarily things that you want to do. That in order to be considered a "grown up" you have to relinquish all of your own personal ambitions and whimsy - the things that make you who you are. To many people, being an adult is giving up on your dreams and some of your inherent qualities. For instance, if you're a dreamer, people probably encouraged you to get your head out of the clouds. If you're a free spirit, chances are too many people told you that what you were going through was a "phase," that you will "grow out of," and one day you'll realize that it's time to "grow up" and "settle down." If you liked to dance a little crazy, and sing a little too loud, people probably gave you weird looks until you stopped enjoying yourself altogether. Well, fuck that. I talk about balance all the time - striving to achieve something in my personal life that allows me to feel fulfilled and would ultimately lead to my happiness. Well it's time that I bridge the gap between adulthood and childhood a little better. It's time that I gave in to my impulses and did something that I wanted to do over something I feel I should do. I know myself well. I know that my work will get done, my bills will get paid, my domestic duties will be fulfilled. So there is no use stressing over them, is there? Here's to putting the mundane shit on the back burner and giving in to that part of yourself that has been suppressed for too long.