And I’m not counting things like what you do or get when you grow up like having a bank account or getting a real job. Nor am I accepting the whole ‘I just grew up’.
My sign of my childhood ending or accepting that it has ended is when all of the nu-metal bands I was introduced to and listened to a lot of us just ended up fractured. They all didn’t endure the passage of time and it was really just a matter of you had to be there to know how popular they were or the scene was.
The bands I used to have listened to have gone the way of Classic Rock on the radio. Spammed tracks from some bands because that’s all the DJ knows or that’s all they’re allowed to play.
The first time I went ‘fuck, it’s snowed’ instead of ‘yay, snow!’
(I still love snow, but only at weekends 😆. Better now I can work remotely)
I think that happens as soon as you start driving, and having to be somewhere on time (by driving)
In a similar vein, rain now prompts thoughts of “oh fuck is there a leak anywhere?” Instead of enjoyment, haha…