About

"When childhood dies, its corpse is called adulthood"
-Brian Aldiss

My name is Anthony Cushing and I'm a latent adolescent. Long shoe-horned into the formalist mold of manners and propriety, it wasn't until the third year of my Ph.D. that I felt I'd become a grown-up. It was a powerful realization: I can do whatever I want. All through my teen years I harboured dark, twisted, and juvenile desires though never had the conviction to actualise those thoughts. On many occasions when I acted on my impulses there were no "hilarious results" or "youthful hijinks," but only stern repercussions. In retrospect, much of what I did was pretty stupid but mostly because it was boring. My only regret, if I may even label it as such, is that I wasn't a more interesting troublemaker.

In May 2010, I wracked my brain to remember and compile a list of all those desires for my 'Id' to have his day in the sun. As a disclaimer, you will notice that some of these items would have been impossible when I was in my teens because I was simply unaware that such things existed (hipsters, skinny jeans, etc). Here, the joy is derived from acting as an adolescent despite my 'advanced' age.

Adulthood need not be childhood's corpse, nor does it necessitate being a responsible grown-up!