I am feeling very philosophical this week. These things do happen, some days it seems that I cannot seem to get out of my own head. It is possible that this is a survival mechanism. This week my thoughts are focused on what makes a person an adult. Legally one receives some adult privileges at eighteen, right to vote or marry or die for one's country. We cannot drink until we are twenty one. This makes very little sense to me, and I am well past that age marker but almost never drink anyway.
I do not believe that chronological age has all that much to do with being a grown up even though that is the legal marker in most cases. (Naturally you can be declared an adult despite age for certain reasons, one of which is being so incredibly bad that childhood punishments will not do.) I have known an astounding number of people who are legally adults yet act very childish. I have known "children" who are very mature, many to the point of taking care of their parents.
This is the reason I am starting this blog, to sort of work out the difference between being old and being wise. I'd like to know before I hit "old".
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