I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8 years old again.
I want to go to Macdonald’s and think that it’s a four star restaurant.
I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make a sidewalk with rocks.
I want to think M&M’s are better than money because you can eat them.
I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summer’s day.
I wan 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 were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried or upset.
I want to think that the World is fair. That everyone is honest and good.
I want to believe anything is possible.
I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and excitement by the tittle of things.
I want to live simple again.
I don’t want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor 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’s my checkbook and my car keys, my credit card bills and my 401 K statements. I am officially resigning from adulthood.
And if you want to discuss this further, you’ll have to catch me first, cause…