On Trying to Be An Adult

I’m eating beer for dinner.

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Its been one of those weeks where I’m not sure where I’m at. So many things are happening around me. I know people who are engaged, I also know people who can’t find a job. I know people who are out seeing the world, I also know people who will live in their hometown for the rest of their life. Same bar, same barstool kinda deal.

For your childhood and teenage years you’re at a set pace with the rest. Everyone goes to elementary school, and later high school, and then hopefully college. Once graduation happens, though, all bets are off. I was lucky to have gotten a job two days after graduating from college. I’m lucky to have a true career in an industry I’m passionate about, and to live comfortably in a neighborhood I love. It still doesn’t give me answers.

Last week my grandpa asked, “What is your five year plan?” For someone who is type-A (almost to a fault), it was strange not to have an answer. I don’t know.

I don’t know.

Tonight I went food shopping to make a curry (summer squash– the last of it!– string beans, tofu, green curry paste, and coconut milk), and instead made a bowl of cereal with bananas and almond milk. The cereal ended up tasting like a cardboard box and SO here I am, drinking this Pumple Drumkin beer from Nantucket. No interest in making dinner.

Melissa Smith, the adult. Now raise your hand if you’re as confused as I am.

-M

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2 Responses to On Trying to Be An Adult

  1. Ariel Hammond says:

    Hand raised! It’s all part of the ride though. Just caught up on all your summer posts, loved it!

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