I'm just a child. I would like to stay that way. Besides I don't see why I can't. Peter Pan does it. And I have thoughts. Happy thoughts. Happy thoughts that could make me fly. I could live in a secret hideout under a tree. I could play with indians and fight pirates. I could make every day an adventurous one. I don't see what the big deal is, about growing up. Friends, don't you remember what it was like to be little? I do. I remember when every day was an exciting and enchanting one. Imagination ran free. I remember when a backyard shed wasn't a shed at all, but my castle. The sand pit was my construction zone. Or a lake of boiling lava to be conquered. Magic wasn't something you found in books, it was real. Fact. Life was magical.
Sometimes we get caught up in "being grown up" and life loses its magic. Things like jobs, school, dating, money, social status, what have you, occupy our minds. Those are all great and important things. I'm not diminishing their value by any means, but these grown up things can be stressful. We forget the joy that is life. I am no exception. I let the day to day routine creep upon me and cast a monotonous gloom. No more! Life is not meant to endured. It is meant to be enjoyed! Unfortunately running away to Neverland is not a feasible option, nor is staying a kid forever. Growing older may be mandatory, but growing up is completely optional. And I'm opting to stay young at heart. To keep a zest for life thriving and alive. I forgot for a minute, but life is good. Life is happy.
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