Memory

I can remember a time when I was excited to learn, to study. It wasn't "fun", necessarily, but I derived joy from it. I would memorize, summarize, itinerize- make fun what was necessary.

Now, though, all I want to do is lay about, sleep, read, draw. I feel no incentive to study. I feel no joy after completing homework. At least, not that kind of joy. The joy I remember.

Is this what it is to grow up? If so, I want no part of it.