"What is awesome?" a teenage boy asked me today

"Far too many things seem to get in the way..."

"What is awesome about being an adult? There's far too much that seems to be at fault"

"Well..." I replied as I looked him in the eye

"I'll tell you what's awesome about being an adult. Where should I start?"

"Oh I know- as an adult it's cool to be smart, it's respected to show heart, and it's not lame to express art.

As an adult we can make our own choices and declare our on voices, We can sing, we can dance, we can skip around and prance. We can do as we please without asking for keys. We own cars, we own houses, we own land, we own our own hand.

As an adult, sure, we have to fend for ourselves, make our own money, even buy our own honey. But with that freedom comes a sense of pride, a sense of great stride, of overcoming vast tides. We get to see life in a way that you yet don't, that you yet won't. Believe me though you're lucky

Although all this may sound pretty awesome (the journey of life-oh believe me, it is), you're still growing, and learning, and devoloping into your own showing.. Don't faulter from your own path, charge straight threw these years of teenage wrath. On the other side lies your own life of awesome..."

The teenage boy blinked in a daze, it seemed he had nothing left to say

"Does that answer your question?" I forwardly insisted

The boy finally spoke letting out a choke

"That is pretty awesome.."