I thought when I grew up I would be smarter, more sophisticated, and generally be far more with it and happening than I currently am. I thought I'd be better at knowing what I wanted, better at not feeling bad about wanting stuff, and better at getting it. I certainly didn't think I'd be debating between applying for jobs in Washington DC, joining the Peace Corps, or adopting an extremely large dog. I also thought I'd be mature enough not to take pictures while doing seventy miles an hour down I-90.
I was wrong about most of those things.
But I don't really mind.
I'll start minding if this is still happening when I'm forty.
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