Twenty Something Kid

I emerged from the farmer's market, grinning like a 5 year old kid, with the remains of my morning chocolate gelato smeared all over my face. More evidence of my morning reward was dribbled down the front of my sweater. And I thought to myself, this is the best phase of my life. I have minimal responsibility, a great job that I like, and because of aforementioned minimal responsibility I can do what I want when I want to do it.

This week was filled with my extracurricular activities: volleyball, tennis, dance class. Its like I am indulging in every afterschool past time my parents may have deprived me of. I love it! I am a twenty something kid with a checking account.