adulthood

[kate_nepveu]

I generally don't feel old or even middle-aged (elementary-school kids are a good antidote to that, for me). But it seems appropriate to note the one time recently when I genuinely felt like an adult:

I finished T. Kingfisher's Summer in Orcus, in which Baba Yaga grants the eponymous Summer her heart's desire, and because I'm a daydreamer I set about deciding what my heart's desire would be. And after not very much thought, I concluded that the genuine wish of my heart . . .

. . . was to live in a post-scarcity society.

And that's when I said to myself, boy, I'm not even remotely a candidate to be the protagonist of an adventure novel any more. (Not that I ever was. But still.)

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Going out to search for and/or create a post-scarcity society sounds as though it would make a pretty good adventure novel to me, actually.

[rushthatspeaks]

Sorry, that was me and it logged me out in the middle of posting the comment.

[kate_nepveu]

My daydreams have a terrible tendency to be pragmatic so I can't make that work as a scenario, but I offer it up to anyone who can make it so!