growing up

i'm in a perpetual catch-22 that is growing up. i'm doing what is responsible. i have a good job and i'm going to start earning money, diligently participating in the economic machine. somewhere inside me, though, lives a knot of concern, because if adventure and creativity and dreams dissolve with the acquisition of security, i'm not sure i want it. if i ever lose magic, i will certainly fade away. so, here i am: intangible and uncertain, trying not to dissolve into mediocrity.


i want to meet people who are real and truthful and brave. where are they?