*Letting go. Or holding on. Or whatever you like, because you say so.
*Replacing bathtub toys with bathtub doobies.
*Popsicles in the middle of winter, even though it might make you cold. Or catch a cold. Or whatever it was my mom used to say.
*Staying up until 4AM on a work night, because you found an old iPod and you're really vibing out to it, and the only sass you're going to get from anyone is when your co-workers tell you that you look "tired" all day.
*Paying your taxes every year (because heaven forbid you get a refund), and writing a teeny, barely visible swear word in the memo line of the cheque.
*Kind-of impressing yourself with how many vitamins you can swallow at one time.
*Buying albums with explicit lyrics without having to explain to your hippie Dad why that "Snoop Diggity Dogg" character is so angry.
*Remember that lizard you wanted as a child that everybody told you would be too hard to take care of, and it would just die and you would be really sad? Well, it's time to find out if that's true.
*Reminding yourself twenty times a day that nobody can tell you what to do anymore. Except for your boss, and the government, and good luck getting away from those guys.
~sarah p.
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