imu

I miss you childhood.

I have only been an adult for a few hours, a couple days, a week or so, and several months.

but its gone like the morning dew on June grass.

Its gone.

It was a tearful goodbye, but it was said.

But just for no one's information in particular I suck at being grown up.

That isn't important though, what is important is that I get better.

That means

a. reading all my mail

b. not sleeping with stuffed animals(oh wait I dont do that anyway)

c. not complaining in the face of scary events

d. learning how to speak grown-up

e. not procrastinating

f. making more lists