The special age of Twenty
Seeing how I'm nearing that age where I am officially considered an adult in the eyes of Society, I figured I might write out my thoughts on my current age: that mysterious age of being Twenty.
When I turned Twenty years of age about eleven months or so ago, I found that I was still not viewed as an adult, but seen no longer as a child or teenager. Then again, most people thought I acted far above my usual age when I was in my very late 'teens. Others have contradicted this by stating that I have acted years below my actual age. I willingly believe that both accounts are true - human beings are paradoxical creatures after all.
As the months went by, I found myself growing in ways I didn't realize right away, but in retrospect, was clear as day. I found myself more calm, more willing to let go of things that are out of my control. I found myself even more capable of sociability and breaking away even more from my shell. I probably won't get rid of my tendency to let others talk to me first though... or maybe this "tendency" is starting to wane? I'm still growing, so who knows?
Twenty is that pleasantly mysterious age gap where you slowly mold properly into adulthood. That doesn't mean you're completely ready for it. It's only when you're already on your way that you know how far you can go and how much you can do.
Twenty is an odd age, but so is Twenty-One and so on and so forth. It'll take me somewhere, even if it's just forward.
When I turned Twenty years of age about eleven months or so ago, I found that I was still not viewed as an adult, but seen no longer as a child or teenager. Then again, most people thought I acted far above my usual age when I was in my very late 'teens. Others have contradicted this by stating that I have acted years below my actual age. I willingly believe that both accounts are true - human beings are paradoxical creatures after all.
As the months went by, I found myself growing in ways I didn't realize right away, but in retrospect, was clear as day. I found myself more calm, more willing to let go of things that are out of my control. I found myself even more capable of sociability and breaking away even more from my shell. I probably won't get rid of my tendency to let others talk to me first though... or maybe this "tendency" is starting to wane? I'm still growing, so who knows?
Twenty is that pleasantly mysterious age gap where you slowly mold properly into adulthood. That doesn't mean you're completely ready for it. It's only when you're already on your way that you know how far you can go and how much you can do.
Twenty is an odd age, but so is Twenty-One and so on and so forth. It'll take me somewhere, even if it's just forward.
You're growing old! lol, jp. Its good that you recognize your progress, not many people do.
ReplyDeleteIt's a wonder I notice at all :))
ReplyDeleteToo much time being introspective and contemplating all the time, I guess xD
eh, its part of growing up, that sometimes it just passes you by. but when you catch it, its a totally new feeling.
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