To be an adult...

So, yesterday at DWD we did a prompt-based session about feelings and colours. As we were talking, one topic that came up was adulthood. And one thing about adulthood was that a big part of it is about connecting with your inner child.

I love walking though the warm rain and eating dessert for breakfast. I love books, even when they were written for people half my age. In a world that often expects maturity and seriousness from anyone over 18, it's easy to feel guilty for enjoying anything "childish"... But that's not really adulthood, is it?