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I hereby resign...

...from adulthood.

I have decided I will henceforth abrogate all responsibilities save for those of an eight-year-old again.

I want to go to Dairy Queen and think it's a four-star restaurant.

I want to sail stick boats across a rain-fresh mud puddle and make a causeway through it with rocks.

I want to think M&Ms are better than money because you can eat them.

I want to lie on the moss growing in the shade of 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, better yet, you didn't care that you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried or upset.

I want to believe that the world is fair.

I want to believe 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 get overly-excited by the little things.

I want to live simply again.

I don't want my days to consist of an endless succession of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork and depressing news in the papers, of trying to figure out how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank. I’m bone-weary of coping with doctors’ bills, gossip, illnesses of friends and family and the loss of loved ones.

I want to believe again 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 any further, you'll have to catch me first, cuz…

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


H/t to V29. And thanks again for making it back...

*grin* Rumors abound concerning my last jaunt to the Left Coast. AAR to follow, containing memories of the Micro-Blogfest (including a rare, never-before published pic of Barb and BCR in the same location at the same time, gun pr0n and some miscellaneous--uhhhhh--miscellany.

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And just how are we going to tell the difference between the old you and the new you?
 
Sign me up too, Chief! I'm right there with you. *neener neener... can't catch me!*
 
Comrades, Well, my "She Who Must Be Obeyed" does consider me her oldest child..... Respects, AW1 Time
 
"And just how are we going to tell the difference between the old you and the new you?" The 27" zipper will have a DQ pull-tab. Geez...
 
Got room for another name on that resignation? I'll join you
 
Got room for another name on that resignation? I'll join you
 
Apparently Bloodspite is really feeling the heat!
 
If it were only possible! Still Peter Pan still might visit my dreams on night and whisk me off to Never Never Land to enjoy an eternal childhood. Do you suppose Never Never Land could be heaven?
 
Heh. Saint Peter Pan. *blink* Hmmmm. Mebbe we should tie this thread to the chaplains' post...
 
Tinkerbell makes a pretty good angel ;-) M&M's are also prettier than money, too...
 
UG-OO-AH! UG-OO-AH! UG-OO-AH! *passes around peace pipe...hacks at smoke*
 
That's "Argghhh-oo-ah"--innit?
 
My first childhood was a practice run for my second childhood.