Scary Thought of the Day
I am an adult.
No, seriously, I still find it hard to believe I am an adult – two years after leaving school, four years into a full-time job, having written two novels, having moved 800 miles from home…
I guess being 25 just doesn’t feel adult-enough yet.
Well damn, technically I’m an adult too. I can buy tobacco, lotto tickets, and porn; I have my own, almost full-time, job, and my own apartment. Spooky indeed.
Hit me up on AIM sometime. We need to catch up.