Ok, I think I'm starting to get it. Being an adult is not about becoming more mature just because, it's about being tired of getting so much pain. Now you get to a certain age when even when everything keeps on hurting you, you just can't remain feeling the pain and you start running from it. That's why you start making things you didn't used to make, like being more sociable and like being punctual, and like being responsible. You are just entering a new stage hoping, always hoping, to stop acheing so much. But nothing is becoming better on its own... Everything is just different. Fun things are not that fun anymore, but then again, bad thing are no longer that bad; they are just bad, but you no longer let them hurt you that much. You become a little more serious, a little less emotional, to avoid things, to avoid being moved, to try and find a stable floor to keep on walking on and carry on with your life
Pequeños escritos personales