My first realisation that I was edging into
adulthood was not when I began to drive or when I started university, but
rather on a blissfully uneventful afternoon. I was sat on my bed – in my onsie
– snack in one hand and scrolling on Tumblr with the other when my mum walked
in and asked me to book my doctors appointment. That's when I knew. God forbid
I let go of my childhood so soon; I stared at her in a panic until she walked
off and called him herself.
But the scariest realisation I had was
earlier this week, when I received a phone call in which a nice British man
asked me whether I had considered my funeral plans…
Although my afternoons will no longer be
filled with Arthur, Hannah Montana or In the Night Garden I have found there
are some good things about nearing adulthood.
- The most obvious, you can actually do stuff with your life.
- It’s totally fine to be completely and utterly confused about what to actually do with your life.
- It’s totally acceptable to be out till all hours of the morning.
- It’s totally acceptable to still have pyjamas days.
I feel as if I am at a happy medium. Yes, I
don’t have the constraints I did when I was younger, but I’m also still too
young to be dealing with bills, rent, existential crisis’ or my funeral plans.
One thing is for certain I have totally
embraced this in-between stage.
I know this is a slightly different post, but I hope you enjoyed it!
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