The measure of adulthood
Sometimes I think being an adult means when you sit down at a conference table, you sit up straight; you don't slide down in the seat and rest your feet on the chair across the table from you.
I guess I have a long way to go.
I guess I have a long way to go.
Labels: adolescence
posted by LE at 8:36 AM
4 Comments:
You also don't snicker through lectures at stupid dog jokes or laugh because a service level agreement for IT partners sounds like a contract between lovers.
You also don't bring your crayons and really cool coloring sheets.
You probably are also able to write cover letters and resumes without hyperventilating. And you don't care that you have to sleep in the bed you slept in when you were 13 on your 30th birthday. It's enough to make a girl...oh, god, woman want to tattoo on a barbed wire necklace. And move to Mexico.
You have to not fall asleep in those conferences, too, don't forget. *sigh*
Somehow I think a part of Ellie that makes Ellie Ellie would be lost forever if she didn't put her feet across the table from her. Kinda like LeAnn with her feet out the car window. There is no substitute. I'm glad you're still you.
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