My Resignation As An Adult

Life is not just scary, sour and negative;
it is also full of wonder and awe: awe-full.
It's easy to forget, isn't it,
that the word “awful” actually means to be full of awe?
And look what we've turned it into. 2

To the degree we're not living our dreams; our comfort zone
has more control of us than we have over ourselves. 3

I am hereby officially
tendering my resignation
as an adult.
I have decided I would like to accept
the responsibilities of a 5 year-old.

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 watch the ants march up its trunk.

I want to run a lemonade stand
with my friends on a hot summer’s day.

I want to think
a quarter is worth more than a dollar bill
cuz it’s prettier and weighs more.

I want to go fishing
and care more about catching the minnows
along the shore
than the big bass in the lake.

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.

             Somewhere in my youth
     I matured
and learned too much.

I learned of nuclear weapons,
war, prejudice, starvation,
and abused children.

I learned of lies, unhappy marriages,
suffering,
illness,
pain and death.

I learned of a world
where men left their families
to go and fight for our country,
and returned only to end up
living on the streets,
begging for their next meal.

I learned of a world
where children knew how to kill . . . .
and did!!

What happened to the time
when we thought that everyone would live forever,
because we didn't grasp the concept of death?

When we thought the worst thing in the world
was if someone took the jump rope from you
or picked you last for kickball?

I want to be oblivious
to the complexities of life
and be overly excited
by the little things again.

I want to return to the days
when reading was fun,
and music was clean.
When television was used
to report the news
or for family entertainment,
and not to promote sex,
     violence,
             and deceit.

             I remember being naïve
     and thinking that everyone
was happy because I was.

I would walk on the beach
and only think of the sand
between my toes
and prettiest seashell I could find.

I would spend my afternoons
climbing trees
and riding my bike.

I didn't worry about time,
bills,
or where I was going to find money to fix my car.

I used to wonder
what I was going to do or be
when I grew up;
not worry about
what I'll do if this doesn't work out.

I want to live simple again.

I don't want my day to consist of
computer crashes,
being let down,
depressing news,
broken promises,
fair weather friends
how to survive more days in the month
than there is money in the bank,
mind-games
deceit,
doctor bills,
gossip,
one night stands,
betrayal by friends,
illness,
and loss of loved ones.

I want to believe in the power of,
Smiles,
hugs,
a kind word,
truth,
justice,
     peace,
          honesty.
             dreams,
                     the imagination,
                            contentment,
                            fulfillment,
                     Santa,
            the Tooth Fairy,
    mankind,
authenticity,
a kiss that makes
a boo-boo go away,
making angels in the snow,
and that my dad and Superman
are the strongest people in the world.

So . . .
here's my checkbook
and my car-keys,
my credit card
and the bills too,
my bank statements,
my stocks & bonds,
     my collections,
my insurance premiums,
my job,
my house
and the payments too,
my e-mail address,
pager,
cell phone,
computer,
and watch.

I want to be 5 again.

I am officially resigning from adulthood.

And if you want to discuss this further,

you'll have to catch me first,
cuz . . . . . .

Tag! . . . . . . .
. . . . You're it." 1

And she said:
"Look, I've never had a dream in my life
because a dream is what you wanna do,
but still haven't pursued.

I knew what I wanted
and did it till it was done.

So I've been the dream
that I wanted to be
since day one."

You can dream a little dream
or you can live a little dream...

I'd rather live it
'cause dreamers always chase
but never get it. 4

You have to pound the imperfections out of iron
and work it hard
if you wanted to shape it
into something truly worthwhile. 5

To revel in the wonders of life,
to think,
to remember,
to dream
- this is to know happiness. 6

. . . . dream . . . and then – DO!

So
Get
With
The program . . .

Olly Olly Home Free!

Acknowledgements:
[1] -My Resignation As An Adult -Author Unknown
[2] ~Klaas Tuinman
[3] ~Peter McWilliams
[4] -No Regrets ~Aesop Rock
[5] ~Victor Chainfire
[6] ~Giancarlo Di Gratsi
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