This is a concept that's been forming in my mind for a while, but I couldn't find words to explain the feelings I've been having.
Tonight it came to me as I was looking through Facebook updates. I was noting the posts of a younger work acquaintance, someone I worked with about 5 years ago. She was posting pics of her cat in the bathtub, her dog looking at her quizzically, her first pumpkin for Hallowe'en (one of many she carved) and the smiley-face cookies she recently made, decorated with pink and blue icing. Her touch-frisbee-team just won their league. It then dawned on me that this woman is 30 years old.
It was at that moment that the phrase above came to my mind - it was like I was looking at someone in a state of perpetual adolescence. Not really a child, but imo not really grown-up.
So I googled the phrase, and naturally, it's not a new idea. But I got some interesting reads from looking around. Here's a link with some interesting thoughts ...
~http://www.cbsnews.com/2100-215_162-605169.htmlThe greatest sins, Santayana thought, are those that set out to strangle human nature. This is of course what is being done in cultivating perpetual adolescence, while putting off maturity for as long as possible. Maturity provides a more articulated sense of the ebb and flow, the ups and downs, of life, a more subtly reticulated graph of human possibility. Above all, it values a clear and fit conception of reality. Maturity is ever cognizant that the clock is running, life is finite, and among the greatest mistakes is to believe otherwise. Maturity doesn't exclude playfulness or high humor. Far from it. The mature understand that the bitterest joke of all is that the quickest way to grow old lies in the hopeless attempt to stay forever young.
The questions this article poses are:
What do you think the consequences are? Do you think there are any?And yet what is so wrong about any of this? If one wants to dress like a kid, spin around the office on a scooter, not make up one's mind about what work one wants to do until one is 40, be noncommittal in one's relationships -- what, really, are the consequences? I happen to think that the consequences are genuine, and fairly serious.
Thoughts are welcome - I'm looking to learn more about everyone's perspectives.
eta: I should add too - do you even think this is a "thing"?