That's how I feel.
I know that I'm older....thirty-one for a few more weeks. My body looks thirty-one. Physically, I feel thirty something. Mentally, I feel about sixteen.
Every now and again my reality smacks me in the face. I look over and see the boy I started dating sixteen years ago. And think, "I am married to you! And we have three children!"
I see the people I went to high school with on facebook. They're all thirty-something now, too. How is this possible? Who is allowing this?
When do the grown ups show up?