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My Resignation…
Author Unknown
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.
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.”
Blatantly stolen from Poetrygrrrl
Yeah!
ReplyDeleteI want to believe that every little boy who lights up at the sight of me really CARES about ME and will love me when the screwing is done. (Sorry if that is harsh for anyone.)
ReplyDeleteHarsh? No, maybe a bit out of character. That's a lot of hurt coming out over a light hearted look back.
ReplyDeleteOh, yeah. A lot of hurt. Thank you for validating me. Love, Les
ReplyDeletei want to play hopscotch, stay out in the snow sledding 'til i'm so wet i can't stand it anymore, dunk vanilla wafers in milk so they're crunchy and mushy at the same time. i want someone else to deal with the clutter in the house, do my laundry, and drive me to school. i want my heart to be unbroken and my creativity unrestrained.
ReplyDeletei want things that have never been.
Hell Yeah!!!!
ReplyDeleteI quit too!
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.
I actually cling to the memories of that short time as much as possible. My hometown was a lot like that before they started building golf courses, outlet malls and condos.
Mike, yeah re-post that story at my blog about using old liter bottles to supply light inside homes.