Peter Pan Syndrom

Sorry I haven't visited for awhile my dear Disaboom family, I was busy reaching one of life's post-markers. On May 3rd I finally graduated with my Bachlors of Social Work. It was a surreal moment filled with the intoxicating bitterssweet emotions of accomplishment dampened by goodbye. In the last four yrs. I have rediscovered the free spirit that I had allowed myself to lose in high school. I broke the chains of fear and soared higher then my expectations would allow me to imagine. And now that it's all over, now that I stand here at the end of yesterday's beginning I am at a bit of a loss. What now? The thought of settling into a monotinous life of getting up, work, home, sleep, getting up, work, home, sleep.. seems a bit like insanity to me. I find myself contemplating what great questions are left to be answered in my life. After all I now know what I'll be when I grow up, I know the name and face of "the one" I will marry. I don't plan on having children so I don't have their little faces to picture in my future. What's left? The thought that there are no big mysteries left in my life is eating at me slowly. I know it's time to grow up, but I am unable to resign myself to the knowledge that all my adventures are over. I could use some guidance frome those disaboomers who are older and wiser. Tell me that there are still mysteries to leave me in awe of each breath? Tell me that life has a surprise or two left that will make the child inside me squeel with glee?

 Tell me?