Peter Fenton tells us that this monologue is for a young man. But "young" is a flexible term, and as a reader (and writer) already one year into his eighth decade, I wonder if I'll ever grow up based on the measures he lays out for us. Some call it the Peter Pan syndrome; a refusal to grow up, but it means more than taking on responsibilities such as taxes and laundry-folding. I think, and as this monologue makes it clear, there's a difference between maturing and growing up, and this young man has matured beyond his years.
Peter Fenton tells us that this monologue is for a young man. But "young" is a flexible term, and as a reader (and writer) already one year into his eighth decade, I wonder if I'll ever grow up based on the measures he lays out for us. Some call it the Peter Pan syndrome; a refusal to grow up, but it means more than taking on responsibilities such as taxes and laundry-folding. I think, and as this monologue makes it clear, there's a difference between maturing and growing up, and this young man has matured beyond his years.