I may have written about the fact that quite frequently being a grownup is more like an out-of-body experience than it is my reality.

Throughout the day as I accomplish various grownup tasks and adhere to my responsibilities, the sheer act of going through those motions makes my soul float above my body and I watch myself behaving as some unknown adult crossing everyone’s t and dotting the rest of the planet’s “i”s all the while wishing I was flying fast and high on the neighborhood swing-set singing “De Do Do Do De Da Da Da” eating a free box of sno-caps and drinking an ice cold IBC Rootbeer.

Just sayin’…