I don't want to grow up
I don't want to grow up - these words sound ridiculous when said by a 30 year-old. So often do we say them. We are afraid of maturity, duties, commitment, orders, and of freedom. It’s actually been a while that we are adult and responsible, yet we can't seem to stop searching for space and ways that would break the rigid surrender of that cautious adult’s play.
One moment we're reasonable, another deadly serious. Different people, moods and emotions seem to constantly clash inside us. We still don't know who are we to become when we're all „grown”, neither do we know what we want and where we're going. We are lost.