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Renouncing
Adulthood
To Whom it May Concern
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 ripples with rocks.
I want to think M&Ms are better than money because you can eat them.
I want to play dodgeball at recess and paint with watercolors in art.
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.
Somewhere in our youth, we matured and learned too much.
There are nuclear weapons, war, prejudice, and abused children. Lies, unhappy
marriages, illness, pain, and death. A world where companies poison our water
and our soil, and children kill.
What happened to the time when we thought that everyone would live forever,
because we didn't grasp the concept of death? When 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 children played hide-and-seek outside instead
of being glued to a television, when video games were as harmless as
Pac-Man...instead of spine-ripping, blood-splattering mind numbing like Mortal
Combat, and TV still had some shows on that weren't about sex, killing, and
lies.
I remember being naive and thinking everyone was happy because I was. Afternoons
were spent climbing trees and fences and riding my bike.
I never worried about time, bills, or where I was going to find the 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, 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!"
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