I Quit!
I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult.
I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8-year-old again.
I want to think Smarties are better than money because you can eat them.
I want to lie under a big tree and feel the grass tickle my back.
I want to go to McDonald’s and think that it’s a four star restaurant.
I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make ripples with rocks.
I want to return to a time when life was simple, when all you knew were colors, multiplication tables, and nursery rhymes, but that didn’t bother you because you didn’t know what you didn’t know and you didn’t care.
All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried or upset.
I want to think the world is fair.
That everyone is honest and good.
I want to believe that anything is possible.
I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again.
I want to live simply again.
I don’t want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, attempting to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, dentist bills, gossip, illness, and loss of loved ones.
I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow.
So…
Here are my car-keys and mobile phone, my credit cards and bank statements.
I am officially resigning from adulthood.
And if you want to discuss this further, you’ll have to catch me first because…
“Tag! You’re it!”
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