And so, with a simple sound, I realize that I am now a man.
From a boop-boop to a bip. How far I have traveled, eighteen years and I now pay adult fare.
It brings it all on to you. It's a quarter-life crisis. You're now one of them. You're now supposed to be one of them.
What if I don't want to? What if I go kicking and screaming?
Because I can never grow up. Not into this world. I'm not like other people.
Don't kill a child. You can't kill a child.
This world can.
The Edna Man
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