I like sitting at Starbucks & almost being forced to overhear people vent to their friends. Lady to friend “Can you believe she gave me the small piece of cake? And Dave didnt even eat his whole piece. But I didnt say anything because Im a good person” Her friend “You really are”
The data is pretty clear, you leave childhood the moment you stop racing to see who gets to push the elevator button. And you enter adulthood when you turn on a podcast instead of music in the car. There are probably stages in between but that’s as much as we know now for sure.