And I’m not counting things like what you do or get when you grow up like having a bank account or getting a real job. Nor am I accepting the whole ‘I just grew up’.
My sign of my childhood ending or accepting that it has ended is when all of the nu-metal bands I was introduced to and listened to a lot of us just ended up fractured. They all didn’t endure the passage of time and it was really just a matter of you had to be there to know how popular they were or the scene was.
The bands I used to have listened to have gone the way of Classic Rock on the radio. Spammed tracks from some bands because that’s all the DJ knows or that’s all they’re allowed to play.
You still have a few years.
20 sounds so old though
Treasure that moment in time my friend, because tomorrow you’ll wake up and you’ll realize you’re 60 and you haven’t see those 40 years fly by. Take it from me, now you think you have the time but you really don’t: time accelerates the older you get. And that scary shit is for real.