zenevieve

When I was younger, I had huge balls. I'd do awesome stuff, like dance around by myself in public places and speak my mind all the time (and often get myself in trouble) and wear the oddest stuff like tiedyed shirts with big-ass toucans or dolphins and carry around a sketchbook full of drawings of my imaginary pets and draw on myself with markers.

And then, somewhere in the teenage years, I was way more concerned with being thought of as cool than I was with actually being cool. But I was super uncool, and I despite all my best efforts to be socially and fashionably accepted, and I stayed super uncool. Eventually I gave up on being cool (which was boring as fuck anyways).

And now that I'm sortakindamaybealmost grown up, I dance around all by myself (and I don't even have to be drunk) and speak my mind all the time (and it gets me in heaps of trouble) and wear stuff like tiedyed shirts (and ink-covered jeans that fall off my big ass) and carry around a sketchbook (full of ideas for paintings in my imaginary art gallery) and draw on other people with tattoo machines.

I'm more like my kid-self now than I was when I was still a kid, and that makes my kid-self very fuckin' happy. Does anyone else in their young adulthood have a similar experience?