When I Grow Up

I'm twenty-two going on twenty-three and I just don't see myself growing up anytime soon. I own my own home and truck, and I have a state job, but those all the only signs of my adulthood.

I still depend greatly on my parents, both to provide me food and home essentials; things like paper towles, detergent, toilot paper, etc. I'm never doing things for myself because I can always find someone to do it for me, and for rare times I can't, well I just simply put it off.

Several times in my life I wanted to join the police academy, but it takes a lot of work just to fill out the forms, get the physical, take the B.A.T. I just can't seem to strive to do it. I don't know why because this is something I really want to do but for whatever reason I can't.

Life is spent watching cartoons, anime, reading comics, anything to do with science fiction, and oh yea, I collect Star Wars figures. The only reason I want kids is just so I can play with their toys, and watch cartoons without having to explain myself.

I want to grow up, but I guess I just don't know how. Though it is fun being childish.