I'm 21 years old. And I don't feel like an adult. I mean, I can act like an adult and do adult-y things. But my soul is still so young! When I get home from work, I don't care about all the money and love-y stuff. I want to spend my time exploring the rainforest paths and nooks and crannies. I want to bond with my sparrow and peaceful dove. I want to cackle with my sibs and make my mom's world sparkle. I want to paint and paint some more. I want to sit outside and feel the breeze and the sun. I want to use my hands to craft things of paper and glue and wire and string. I want to bake a new cookie recipe. I want to re-arrange the furniture. I want to go swimming at the pool nearby! I want to set up the tent and feel more wild and free.
No to reading all day. No to cleaning all day. No to cooking all day. No to laundry all day. No to mundane routines. No to money and love-y dove-y wuvy stuff.
Yes to new sights! Yes to new horizons! Yes to new faces! Yes to new places! Yes to new foods! Yes to a living world full of a variety of amazing things just waiting to be discovered!
I'm 21 years old. I love feeling young.
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