When do you know it is time to put away childish things and grow up? I ask myself this question all the time. Like, multiple times a day. Even though I am 21-years old, and have been out of my parents’ house for the past three years, I still feel like I’m not completely on my own.
This past weekend, when my car battery died, I freaked out like a helpless, fledgling baby bird, and immediately called my mom to ask her what I should do. Even though she couldn’t do anything from her location (all the way in Houston), I felt better having her walk me step by step through the jumper cable process.
I’m graduating from University in May, and I probably should start learning how to deal with my problems on my own. The problem is, the idea of being a real adult routinely brings on bodily shakes and a serious case of hyperventilation.
In Ben Briand’s short film, Reformed Troglodyte, a man realizes it is time for him to grow up and move on with his life. In an attempt to cleanse his past, he throws away memories, such as old phone numbers and hotel keys. Sure, he is purging the physical aspects of his yesterdays, but I wonder if he will truly be able to leave everything behind. For those of us who are about to turn a new page in the book of life, maybe growing up really isn’t that easy to do.