I’m here for the twenty somethings. You know that awkward time in your life where you’re not seen as a child anymore, but you’re also not treated as an adult? More so, you aren’t treated as an equal. However you’re expected to act as an adult. Does growing up mean you can’t be yourself anymore? I can’t figure it out.
When you’re a child, it’s ok to run around and be silly. It’s acceptable to watch cartoons, and dream, and be care free. When you grow up, all those things are supposed to fade away. You mature. Maturing, however, doesn’t mean you can’t be all those things. I believe growing up should enhance all of that. You get to enjoy the aspects of your childhood even more. Actually understanding movie references, and the lessons being taught in your favorite childhood movies. Reveling in being silly and care free. s
If they tell you to “grow up”, respond with “well I can’t Benjamin button myself, so…”
I’m not stating that adults should avoid responsibility. That’s an obvious no no. My point is to enjoy oneself. When I was a kid, I felt in tune with the world. When we would go to a beach, with the wind blowing, and half of my body in the water, I knew we were all connected. I say that allowed now to anyone who isn’t Johnathon and maybe my parents? I’m labeled as a weirdo or crazy. If I was a kid, it would be seen as super cute.
In Conclusion, let’s be more accepting. Stop judging a person for being more in touch with who they truly are. Yeah, those twenty something’s just went to go see Moana without a kid. It’s totally ok.
Photography by: Young Revelers