The Sunday Times has a great piece on ‘kidults’ – people approaching (or over) 40, yet who maintain the carefree lifestyles of teenagers.
It bit, because I’m definitely in the ‘kidult’ category. At 36, I play computer games, enjoy the dating game, go drinking on school nights and go backpacking in summer. It all still feels naughty and natural. Irresponsible and fun. I can’t even do mid-life crises properly: when I tried to go over the edge, my brain just sproinged back into shape.
And of course, I’m going to University next month! I’m not even sure I’m staying stuck at 21: I may actually be going backwards. What will I do after my MBA? Return to High School or something?
That’s it. I’m going to try hard to shed my kidult image.
Right after I pick up my skateboard from the mender’s.