When do you become an adult? Some say 18.. I say you're an adult when you are able to provide the material means (income) to support yourself in the world - when you make enough money in your chosen field, whatever it may be, to pay all your own expenses. You can afford the rent on your own place and pay the electricity, water, and sewer bill. You pay your own car payment, car insurance, gasoline, groceries, toiletries, hair cuts, makeup, clothes, laundry costs, medical insurance - doctor co-payments and prescriptions, and your own telephone bill. And if there's any money left over, you pay your own entertainment expenses - eating out, movies, and whatever else you have in mind. When you can do all that, provide completely for your own material needs, without resorting to borrowing, begging. stealing or prostituting yourself, you're an adult, and not before. You're not an adult until you can stand on your own and support yourself in this world. And age has very little...
I’ve had people ask me how I’m doing. Honestly, sometimes I just don’t know what to say in response. It depends on when you catch me. Frankly, the best times are when I’m talking to someone besides myself…. especially when it’s not about how I’m doing. So if you’re over in my hood, hit me up. First and foremost, it does not seem like I’ve been alone now for over five months. On the other hand, it’s been forever since I saw him, touched him, held him, heard his voice. And I think of him and his absence constantly… Still, it’s getting a LITTLE less difficult to move through the days. (The nights, that’s different…) I never know when it’s going to hit me - scooping dog food into bowls in the morning, paying bills at my computer, sitting in the parking lot of the grocery store, pet store, post office or drugstore… or in the middle of my living room. It feels a bit like walking along the beach, gentle breeze, warm sun, surf at my feet when SWOOOOSH… with the force of a tsunami...
Gotta love a Monday morning. It's raining - still. Facebook changed their interface - again. I spend too much time there anyway - fake lives, virtual friends. Many days, especially on Facebook, I feel Satan soaring into the lead. Call it Evil, if you don't buy into religion. By the way, you don't need to TELL me you don't believe in God and/or Satan. We're divided as a nation - Democrats versus Republicans, Pro-Choice versus Pro-Life, Believers versus Atheists, Race against Race, Nation against Nation, Man against Woman. Sometimes I think we're less civilized today, 2013, than ever before in history.
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