When do I feel like a grownup?

I'm thinking too much. I need to just enjoy my life.

A...remnant...of my youth is looking to others to vouch that I'm at the right place in my life. Thus, I've never had to worry--much--if I felt I was in the right place.

But I don't have that option anymore. I have gone in different directions than my peers who, too, have gone in different directions. With the exception of college (we've all went), none of us are in a "traditional" place in our lives.

I'm a husband. A homeowner. A partner in a book business. I'm starting a new career in the auto industry while free-lancing in said industry. An uncle. A son. I know where I am but not where I want to go.

Time for a cheeseburger.