I am not good at grown up
Checking mail
Balancing budgets
Wholesome dinners
Regular exercise
It seems I am not capable of these things
Whereas I am very good at
Existential exploration
Social conversation
Spending way outside my income
And generally living at random.
I figure I ought to stay a kid or flee western society
That infantilizes, then reprimands
only to follow with more demands of normalcy.
Friday
not good at grown up -
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JMA original,
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