Inner Child
Happy Easter for those who are celebrating it today! I found a new twitter account to follow. Its theme? Journal prompts! Today’s blog is based off of a prompt by @journalprompts. “Your inner child" I let my inner child out every day. I have a hard time accepting the fact that I’m 32 years old. I certainly don’t feel like I’m in my thirties. I still collect action figures. I follow Grumpy Cat on Twitter, I paint my fingernails purple, and I still dress up—cosplay is the proper term for adults. Heck, I still have all of my football cards that I collected when I was young! I’ve long asked myself if I should finally get rid of the action figures and costumes and finally step into the proper adult world of careerism, coffee guzzling, and bland pant suits. The fact of the matter is that I’ve got a job, and I do enjoy a good cup of coffee, but those aren’t the sole focus of my life, and I don’t ever want them to be. On the right: a Star Trek TNG nurse ...