The inevitable has happened.
I’m no longer a kid. No, wait, let me rephrase that. I’m no longer a kid at heart. I was driving yesterday and realized, that video games no longer interest me. And I wondered, when did this happen? I used to love to waste weekends away, playing video games until the wee hours of the morning.
I realize that now that I have kids, staying up that late will just lead to extreme exhaustion and therefore anger and frustration on my part.
And I wonder when I became so fuddy duddy. I don’t want my having kids mean that I can no longer suffer from Peter Pan syndrome. I don’t want to forget it what it’s like to be a kid. I think my days go by in such a blur that it’s hard for me to imagine anything else outside of the daily monotany that is juggling two small kids.
I need more video games in my life.
Anybody else feel this funk?