Especially out of your curiosity and artistic play. That permanent state of exploration and trying all things we like when we’re going up simply disappears when the “seriousness” of adulthood becomes a default state.
Yet all great art expression is manly connected to that pure, curious state of mind where we allow ourselves to be and do by instinct, not by structure.
I’m guilty of living too much as grown up, self depriving myself of exploration and new potential work. I also have to remind myself to let go of expectations, to remove the describing social media full of other people’s life and let myself get into the zone, into creation, letting myself come back to myself.
It’s not too late and it will never be. Just come back to what you love doing and do it often. Grown up fast will always be there, but they don’t really fill your soul up.