Do you feel like a grownup yet?
Sometimes. I still talk with my stuffed animals, especially Oscar, the monkey who Uthaclena found in a movie theater nearly 20 years ago and gave to me. He’s sort of a replacement for Ersie, a very cute monkey who I lost in a romantic breakup. (Notice “who” rather “that.”)
Oscar is very wise. He tells me things I tend not to tell myself.
Clearly, there are things I do and I say that give people the sense that I still have a boyish enthusiasm about many topics, but you’d have to ask them.
But certain things make me feel like a grownup. Continue reading “I’ll never grow up”