Is it possible for me to act too old and too young for my age? I find it hard to get along with most people my age, either because they are too worried about finding the perfect spouse or a good 401k plan; or they are preoccupied with getting ridiculously drunk and then tweeting about what happened when they got ridiculously drunk. I’m too interested in LIFE to be preoccupied with either of those things. I’m too young to be worried about a retirement plan, but I’m too busy to be concerned with making myself appear like the popular party animal on Facebook.
The only answer I’ve ever been able to even partially satisfy myself with is, I’m an artist, therefore I see things differently than the majority of people. Or perhaps it is that I don’t have a problem with allowing myself to see things differently, or act how I choose. I’m okay with the unconventional, wacky, weird, eccentric and all things in between.
My new Favorite Quote:
“I am often accused of being childish. I prefer to interpret that as child-like. I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things. I tend to exaggerate and fantasize and embellish. I still listen to instinctual urges. I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind. I never water my garden without soaking myself. It has been after such times of joy that I have achieved my greatest creativity and produced my best work.” ~Leo F. Buscaglia, Bus 9 to Paradise