Summer 2005: Summer of Adulthood

As the summer unrolled, there was wonder at what this summer would be, what Summer Themes would take shape. It all became conclusive when I overheard this...

Inner Child: Where the hell did you come from?

Inner Elder: You seemed to need some help.

Inner Child: Did not.

Inner Elder: I think you did.

Inner Child: Did not. Screw you.

Inner Elder: Right. Anyway, thought I'd step in 'cuz that thing over there, hoo-wee! Needed to let go of that monster before it bit your hand off.

Inner Child: Whatever. I was just telling it like it was. And running with it.

Inner Elder: And I think that's where I came in and caught the wand, toots. Relay style.

Inner Child: Oh, so you're kicking me out and taking over, huh? [expletive] After all the work I've done around here, [expletive]ing typical fascist [expletive].

Inner Elder: [sigh] For a little bit, anyway. [arms open wide to show great expanse of future] See, by Management declaring that you are no longer who we are but I am who we are, I'm going to see us through a period of being really purposeful and direct, with a tense jaw, a tight belt and little if any risk taking, adhering to advice from pseudo-professionals, most of which is ill-formed, unwarranted and soul killing. Besides, child-- look at you. You're exhausted. You're a bloody wreck. Get a facial, take a nap and I'll wake you up when I'm not who we are, and we'll back to you being us.

Inner Child: Fine. [snore]