Maturity vs Me

Do you ever wonder that you are way too grown up and mature for your own good?

Lately I have been wondering about this. Especially when I am arguing with someone or trying to prove something. Two situations where I was really good at proving that I am right and the ‘opponent’ is wrong. I could do this by hook or crook. Winning an argument no matter how silly used to come easily to me, but not any more. If you are wondering why, lemme tell you- because wisdom and maturity have caught up with me and they do not allow me to do anything unreasonable! I cant say or do anything stupid, because my heads ready with retorts like, “L*J, watta stupid thing to do!”

“I expected you be better than this.”

“What was that? That doesn’t even make sense”.

I can’t be kiddish, can’t be irritatingly naïve, can’t be a stubborn ass, can’t be a pain, cant retort, I cant even beat up people to save an useless argument! Arrrrrrgh! Arguing against my own arguments is not a good feeling.

Well, you might ask why am I getting so worked up, since all that maturity does is makes me a better person? No arguments there, I like to be a better person, I'd love to be a better human but I don’t want to be ‘GOOD’! Good is boring, good is hard, good is not that fun and good is not that good, probably in the long run, but I look for INSTANT gratification.

Right now my heads going “Huh? L*J, now why would you write something like that?”

My worst fears have come true… I am being mothered by my OWN head : (