May 23, 2004
Sometimes I feel as if I am a child. At 26, you would think that the transition from boy to man had already occurred. Never really have considered myself on the adult tip although all the effects and situation seem to point in that direction. Inside is still this boy looking out and scared. But that fear is easily subdues and that is what the true test of growing up is…
What I can never get rid of is this insatiable urge to break out and be a fool. I’m sitting here and all I want to do is cartwheels, or jump up and down, or scream out strange sounds up and down the street… as a fool, I am happy and in control and my happiness and feel free… so be a man in a boys mind wanting to go to the playground. Let me shout and let me smile at awkward moment and say those embarrassing things… I am exited, I am giddy, I can’t wait…
I
guess it helps that in two days, I will be on a plane off away from this grown
up world and into another that this child can come out and play…