Rich
27-07-2005, 21:54
"RESIGNATION"
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 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 a sidewalk with rocks.
I want to think M&Ms 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 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 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 401K statements. I am officially
resigning from adulthood. And if you want to discuss
this further, you'll have to catch me first, cause. . .
"Tag! You're it."
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 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 a sidewalk with rocks.
I want to think M&Ms 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 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 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 401K statements. I am officially
resigning from adulthood. And if you want to discuss
this further, you'll have to catch me first, cause. . .
"Tag! You're it."