A lunchtime meme, eaten with my fingers, as befits an inner child, snarfed from barelyproper. For some reason, the answer doesn’t surprise me at all, especially for those that know my relation to camp:
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| It could be nostalgia. It could be habit. It could be an established role in your family or occupation. But whichever it is, it’s definitely fear of responsibility. This is not as bad as it sounds. You recognize the importance of choice and are inadvertantly keeping your inner child happy. Just don’t let fear decide your life. |
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My test tracked 2 variables: How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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| Link: The Inner Child Test written by donquixotic on Ok Cupid |
Well, I did just find all my camp pennants (except, perhaps, 1969), my Junior Counselor shirt (it’s in the T-Shirt box), and I do still have my red Senior Staff jacket. Now, please remember to grab your jackets as you leave the cabin to walk to the dining hall for dinner.
