Even If Things Get Heavy

[eggwards]

I continue to be a child in a man's body...an overgrown man in fact.

For a long time, I've been lamenting this fact, having trouble reconciling the fact that I get excited, like I did as a six-year old looking through the Sears Christmas Wish Book at the latest offerings, and making a list to give to Santa.

Then comes the disappointment when Santa doesn't bring you exactly what you want. I unfortunately find I still experience the same emotions, though the catalog has changed, greatly.

I keep expecting that somewhere the hormones will stop kicking in, and I'll be a mature man, making rational decisions, and not regretting my over-expectant hopes.

Of course I'd probably be mindlessly boring if it were to come to that. The endless beating up of my own ego would just be supplanted with a dull white noise blur. Sometimes emotions can be for the good.

"And we'll all float on ok"...Modest Mouse

Comments

[garebear.livejournal.com]

That child-like quality is what gives you your charm...that overgrown man part gives you that GRRRR.