This is my room at present, me at age 22. I just graduated from college in May and I am lately feeling rather nostalgic since I am only here for the summer before I begin my adulthood for real. This is the last time I will live in this room, with all the stuff I’ve collected over the years. This is the place I feel most at home, compared to anywhere else. I will miss it for sure, and I’m glad I documented it before I move.—darlingdaintyfoot
Adulthood never really begins. For certain people, myself included, adulthood is like a mythical unicorn or a UFO abduction, something you hear about but never experience for yourself.