Holden Caulfied – Hugo's Posts

Grew Up Fast

I got the keys, I got them in the car, I waved them off, I got stuck in traffic, I poured some coffee, I worked on client files, I poured more coffee, I paid a few bills and then I and I and I.

Some mornings it hits me that adulthood snuck up on me when I wasn’t looking. Then again at least I haven’t lost wanting to know where the ducks go in the Winter time.

“Anyway, I keep picturing all these little ones playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little ones, and nobody’s around – nobody big, I mean – except me. And I’m standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff – I mean if they’re running and they don’t look where they’re going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That’s all I do all day. I’d just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it’s crazy, but that’s the only thing I’d really like to be.”

The Catcher in the Rye

Holden Caulfield in Chapter 22