In an attempt to showcase my depth of emotion by expounding on milestones in my life that awakened a sense of adulthood not previously acknowledged, I will make something up…
My day starts with a moment of clarity, the realization that there is no Santa Claus, and then I am plagued with the onset of menstruation, followed by my first hangover—the clock strikes noon.
There are three scenarios that could explain this morning filled with a rapid succession of life events: 1) I am a twelve year old girl who lives a sheltered life and has a poor moral philosophy. 2) I am having a near death experience, and my life is flashing before me. 3) I am a mayfly, and my lifespan is twenty four hours.
None of the choices is appealing.
The truth is, I can’t remember feeling like a child. Does anyone?
The Daily Post, September 27, 2015, Daily Prompt: When Childhood Ends~ Write about a defining moment in your life when you were forced to grow up in an instant (or a series of instants).<a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/when-childhood-ends/”>When Childhood Ends</a><a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/when-childhood-ends/”>When Childhood Ends</a>