Regression

In one of my psychology classes, I learned about regression. All I remember is that it's a coping or defense mechanism where one reverts to childlike or even immature behavior.

I believe I've got some voluntary and involuntary regression going on.



For some reason, my face has become so oily that my adjusted glasses still slip down my nose. I turned to something that I last used in college - oil blotting wipes. I equate it with college. This morning, I slipped on a fireman-themed enamel bracelet from Martina-Martina, just because. A little regression helped me get through the day.