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 Burger King 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 hotsummer'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."

Pass this to someone and brighten their day
by helping them remember the Simple Things in Life.

((((((((((((((HUGS))))))))))))))

Thanks Bubba!

I Won't Grow Up

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