Adulthood.
It’s time to join the ranks of the adult population, finally, 37 years on from the womb. I’m going to be a dad next year.
All that real-world stuff about being settled, security, finances, responsibility and stuff is staring me in the face like it never has before. Some people believe this to mean you have to change everything about your life - but I think you can work around it. No way am I giving up on the things I enjoy. I’ll still play music, I’ll still enjoy a drink or ten, I’ll still go to gigs… there’s time and energy enough for everything. No way am I going to be a boring dad.
Like someone much wiser than me once said, you always grow out of childhood, but you need never grow out of immaturity.
EDIT: Fatherhood is no longer impending. I’d got rather used to the idea too.
