We’re sitting around holding on to the last shreds of youth we have. But the few years of adulthood have weathered us. The losses that hit us like a wave in the cold ocean. It’s not that we lost our spark. It’s that the whimsy thoughts we had have taken a back seat to reality. The bonds of tragedy and sorrow pulling us closer in a bittersweet twist. Hard to imagine we were just kids feeling infinite. As we step into the next season of life with a new understanding we see the tides have changed. We’re tired and restless. We’re filing in the cracks knowing it’s an act. But maybe growing up isn’t so bad.