According to stats I am an adult...
but according to my bank account,
my employment status,
my inability to afford a car or get a mortgage
my difficulties to cope with the 'real world'
(whichever that means)
I am not an adult, neither a teenager
maybe a thirty something
who has lived most of the time from one life crisis to another
But I don't want to be a 'normal' adult
I don't want to spend the rest of my life paying a house I can barely afford
I don't want a fancy car because I love my bike
and if we speak about 'reality'
well... who can define it?
Maybe the most exciting part of being an adult
is being in a constant identity, age, values crisis
or maybe it is the adrenaline rush of uncertainty
and the discovery...
not of new lands but of possibilities
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