CAN TURNING UP AND ALDULTING COINCIDE

"Man them was some good days". A few days ago, I discovered some old pictures on my computer and I found myself sitting there for almost two hours reminiscing on those good times I had. I'm gone keep it real with ya'll, I'm a picture hoarder. I keep everything. Baby pictures, school pictures, my mama nem pictures from before I was born, pictures with old friends, new friends, fake friends, true friends, hell, even old boo friends. That's right Kevin, you in here too.

Just kidding, I never knew anyone named Kevin.

Anyway, looking at those pictures made me realize how much I kind of miss how care free I was before I had some sense. Before I had responsibilities besides making sure my paper was turned in on time. Now, I wake myself up at 2am like "Dang, I wonder if that direct deposit gone hit today so I can pay everybody and they auntie", the struggle has gotten hella real.

I couldn't wait to get out of school. "You can do whatever you want", they said, "Life is gonna be so much more chill", they said. Man, I was chilling in college. Every Thursday, as soon as I would get out of class, I'd hop on the train, get home, take a power nap, wake up, call my friends, and see what was good for the night, because "Thirsty Thursdays". Don't act like ya'll don't remember.

Looking at these pictures not only made me hate people all over again, but it made me realize how I've forgotten how to just relax. Sometimes, as adults, we get so caught up in what bill is due, what's going on at work, what's next in life, that we forget about that fun loving person we used to be before....life happened. At least I do.

But forget that. I work hard. I should be able to enjoy the fruits of my labor with a night on the town here and there, a trip with friends, a house party with jungle juice. 

Like, why was there Everclear liquor in the jungle juice? How did we not die?

Look, I'm not saying you should go out and dance on a table every weekend to celebrate you making it through another week, you know you too damn old to play like that, your knees ain't what they used to be and its not attractive. I'm saying, reward yourself sometimes. You can turn up and be educated. You can work in the corporate offices and go to the club. It's all about balance.

Moral of the story is, what y'all doing this weekend? 

-Brit