that feeling when you're 21 and you're not 17 anymore and yet in some ways you are. you are.
18 and 25 and 30 and older means becoming an "adult" and having your "brain fully developed", is what they say.
but in many ways it feels the opposite. you are not 17 anymore. and you are not 13 anymore. and you are not 6 and you are not 3. and it is no longer your first time experiencing things. not in society's eyes at least.
and if there is no space for experiencing novelty, then is there really space for living? does life start at 18 or does it end?
youth is not as easy and romanticised as it seems, don't get me wrong. but.. there is a loss. there is a loss and a complacency that comes with adulthood. there is a win and a loss that comes with better knowing who you are and how to do things.
or maybe i'm just feeling a bit nostalgic tonight.