Growing up is insanely overrated.
Why? Because being young and having fun is great! When you grow up and lose your imagination to permanently gray skied business and politics land you realize cold hard life brings anger headaches and restlessness. Where is the adventure? where is the excitement? where is the love? all down the drain replaced by whining about your spouse, bitching about your job, and kissing your bosses ass even though he's a walking talking turd, almost literally with all that flab. Then what? you get older and look like a potato with some hairs stuck into it and start thinking tucking in your pocket protector shirt is actually something you should be doing, and doesn't at all make you look like a total idiot who rubs his nipples in public.