Being an Adult
When I was 18 and legally became an “adult” I wondered when I would really be an adult. Would it be when I had a job that I could live on? Would it be when I bought a house? Would it be when I got married? Had a kid?
This week I was reminded that I decided long before I was 18 that [male] adults are adults because they get lint stuck in their belly button. This something that didn’t happen to me as a kid because I had no hair to trap the lint, but it was something that happened to my dad on a near daily basis.
This week I discovered lint in my belly button… I felt like celebrating just a little.