Who do you tell?

Fam, remember when Tamia asked: who do you tell? I'll give you a few seconds to reminisce.

I'm a 90s kid who grew up with a lot of influences from the 80s. So this song takes me back to my cousin sister's music book.  Those were the days. Back when you had to master the timing of record, stop, rewind and play. That and trying to recall what you just heard. The epitome of responsibility during pass time. Gone are the days!

Who do you tell when adulting is too much? This past month has been showing me flames. I'm here in a crowded room filled with all things adulting. Yho. I've pinched myself enough to come to terms with the fact that I'm not dreaming. It is not a movie. Your girl Responsibility is being so feisty. Guys, adulting is a trap.

To be fair every year has that month, or months, when things just go left. When you lose your balance and things just get out of hand. That month when you see what they meant when they said that "die poppe sal dans". Die poppe dans! I'm watching them do everything from the waltz to the kwasa kwasa. Adulting is dribbling me so much that I'm not even sure which style it is anymore. I'm not sure if I'm on the Toosie slide or the  Zekethe side of things. Bottom line is that the dolls are dancing!

I look forward to a future when my present is but a distant past...