I'm a thirty year old boy.

I am Jack's sense of nostalgia....The best birthday card I have ever received and consequentially the only one worth saving was a picture of the face of a sad baby with the caption, "But I don't want to grow up." One of the most realistic dreams I have is to retire and read old magazines and comics while I have all the time that I have left. Is it wierd that all I want to do is what I did when I was a kid? i.e eat waffles and read Archie comics. I'm not talking about any inner-child bullshit, although, I am not sure what that it is (I'll google it, just in case I am). Aw, fuck me, I wish I had no worries other than watching bugs bunny cartoons.