Dont you ever grow up

Still living like a kid with Tanner, Kellon, and Teven at warped tour!

A strange thing happened to me last night...... I think I grew up. I walked into snow colleges Hollywood dance so ready to get krunk and to show up every white kid in the room with my sick dance moves, but I was overcome with possessive dark adult spirit. Normally I would look at a sea of people on the dance floor  and map out where I could bust a move, but last night was different. I looked at a small crowd of people huddled together in groups of four or five people all trying to impress one another by seeing which one could jump the highest or shove the hardest. I watched as "grown adults" ranging from eighteen to twenty six years old, act like complete children. As I escorted my date to the dance floor something inside me changed. Just a year ago if there was a dance within twenty miles of my body at any point then you could have guaranteed I would have been there. But as I stood there unable to unleash my inner black street dancer I just wanted to leave. So me and Jessica (my wonderful girlfriend) went back to her apartment and watched youtube videos and then I went home and feel asleep to the evening news on my laptop. It wasnt till this morning that it all hit me at once, I am honestly one mustache away from being my father!  Now don't get me wrong I love my dad he is the hairiest best guy I know, but I don't think I am quite ready to be an adult. What on earth could have changed so quickly inside of me? I would love to say that last night I was off my game and i'll be better come time next dance rolls along but I honestly don't think I will. Being crunched between two sweaty three hundred pound Tongan football players use to sound like a ton of fun but now I would much rather not be covered in other people nasty body water. So have I let down my inner kid? I hope I haven't cause you see when I was a kid everything was fun. My favorite thing to do was build mud volcanoes in the back yard under my tramp. I use to have so much imagination but as the years have passed my adult brain has suppressed the part of me that just wants to be kid. I know that the number to my body requires new responsibilities but I don't think that means I have to let go of the things that use to bring me such happiness. If dances no longer are a fun thing for me to go to then i'm ok with that but what I am not ok with is losing everything I use to love to do. As an adult I hope that all of us can hold onto a little piece of the kid we use to be. Let the inner kid direct you on your quest for fun. Live young and wild and free, and remember I think your pretty neat