recently i’ve been thinking about childhood and what makes you grown up. grown-ups seem to know what to do in different situations. how to fix things. and how to take care of themselves. they know what’s going on. but wait, i know some stuff.. i’ve impressed people and people have come to me with questions i could answer. and no matter how grown up i feel, the moment i’m with family, i’m a kid all over again. funny, that.