I've noticed a strange trend recently with regards to myself and my friends. It seems like everyone has downshifted back into teenagehood.
Though that's not entirely true. Several of my friends are successfully taking that brave step into maturity. For example:
--Tim and Erin just had a beautiful baby boy
--Josh and Ann are about to go on their honeymoon
--Jesse and Julia are about to throw an engagement party
But in the case of my unmarried male friends (as well as my sister Carol, who is regressing at a pace that deserves its own "Frontline" episode), it appears that our adolescent pasts have made a strange reappearance. For example:
--Randy and Dennis just built a half-pipe (www.teendrama.com)
--Ben has also rediscovered the skater that lived within him
--Andrew has dusted off his collection of punk 7"s (www.krucoff.com)
--Buck has become a motocross junky
--Jeff has rediscovered fishing and canoeing
And what about me? Why, I'm living in the same bedroom that I grew up in, spending every evening shooting baskets in the driveway, dreaming pathetic dreams of hitting a game-winning buzzer beater. I might as well box up my iPod and break out my collection of old-school rap tapes.
Ben summed it up best, after I wrote him expressing this very thought. Here is his response:
that's an astute observation. that phenomenon is more pronounced since we were all so grown-up and mature already.
Good point, Ben...