There is a poster I saw a while back... It says something like, "all these people around me are adults, and I'm the only one in disguise."
I feel like that a lot.
When did I become an adult? I know that I am one... Did it happen when I turned 18? When I got married and had children? Or does it happen when you take life so seriously and forget to play, and laugh, and occasionally make a fool of yourself?
Often times I feel I am very much a kid inside. I guess that is mostly a good thing, because goofing off like a kid, dancing like a kid, playing like a kid, and jumping around on the trampoline like a kid makes me happy.
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