The Development by THE_BELLY

You’re 17?! Let us just take a second to emphasise how mature and almost non-childish that age is! You are no longer classified as a child. At all. Ever. Anywhere on the planet. Or so I think. You are a young adult no matter how crazy you act. And you will certainly never be able to pay child prices anywhere… ever again. Unless of course you start deceiving people. But let’s save the schemes for another day.

Seventeen is sort of such an odd vortex of an age. I won’t state the obvious because I know you can imagine what I am thinking. Child. Adult. Oh the blurred lines and the transition. Isn’t it funny how I have to state that you are a “young” adult? It’s because you’re still a kid. No matter what everyone says. Feel free to revel in the benefits of youth from time to time.

Accept all the oddness and the hypocrisy at times, and just roll with it. Because inside. That is probably how you are feeling. It is brilliant and jumbled, so just go out there! Do things that will make you willing to say that you wouldn’t mind being 17 again.

Be you, be free, be wild.

You're Seventeen!