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argh
I don't know if it's the rain or the fact that it's Sunday afternoon and I don't want to go to work tomorrow, but I just feel like I'm done. I'm done trying to be an adult. I just want to kick around, hike in the woods, and watch tv. Maybe go to the mall and hang out with my friends from high school (except that they don't live here anymore), and not worry about money except if you have enough to go to the movies after eating at the food court.
How does somebody become nostalgic for the tenth grade? It feels rather pitiful, really. And depressing. And I'm not even sure that our mall had a food court when I was in tenth grade or if it was built later. I can't remember any more.
A first grader got off the bus while carrying his cellphone the other morning. I just had this moment of stunned wtf-ness. And I felt really old. I didn't get a cellphone until I was a junior or senior in college - about the time I got my car. I never needed one before then because we always used calling cards on pay phones. It was a non-issue. Now kids who barely know their home phone numbers, or where they live, are bringing in cellphones. I think it's more of a status thing, to impress his little first grade friends, but still. It's a little weird and hard for me to wrap my brain around. So I'd rather stay home and make mix cds for my car which is too expensive to drive far anymore and pretend that it's summer so that I can open up some windows around here and get some fresh air for a change. Blah.