Welcome to a semi-regular, ongoing series of posts where I discuss movie adaptations of books, because I love books and I love movies.
I don’t always feel like a bona fide adult. Sure, I’ve ticked a few of the ‘grown up’ milestones off my list: marriage, buying a home, establishing a career. But I often feel like I’m just playacting at being a real adult. I can’t possibly be in my mid-30s, right? It’s insane to think that my high school days were over 15 years ago and that 20 years ago now only barely qualifies as the 1990s.