Kids for now.
We are kids. Tall kids, short kids, fat kids, skinny kids, smart kids, stupid kids, kids who like to party, kids who like to take it easy, kids who fail, kids who pass, kids who sneeze, kids who cough, kids who eat a lot, kids who starve, kids who like to be kids. Why do we always want to be older? Let’s stay kids for as long as we can. Being a kid is fun. Being an adult is boring and dull. We are kids in college. We are kids experiencing the best years of our lives. Let’s stay young, man. Don’t fight being young. You’ll regret it later.
We get looked at closer in stores. We have class. We get tests. We can’t buy alcohol. We go out. We have fun. We make mistakes. So what? That’s the way it’s supposed to be. Living young, wild and free.
We have a whole world to fall back on, why worry about every step? Take two forward, but only one back. One back to start over a bit; but one forward to remember the mistake you made. Life is a learning experience. Remember that.
We are kids now, but not forever.
on October 17th, 2011 at 8:12 pm
For some reason I had a feeling that you’d talk about your inner child. childhood as well as our teen years are where we really get to LIVE. We have fewer responsibilities which means more TIME. When we’re older, we’re constantly depending on the hand of a clock. If you ask me, that’s no way to live. Now, we can do things that we won’t be able to do in the future due to our physical fitness and lack of commitments. Why not take advantage? You have no idea how jealous I get when I walk by the jungle gym on my way to school everyday. The kids are just playing, with nothing to bother or worry them. I long for those days. Any chance that I get to be free and experience a jolt of adrenaline, I take. Best believe that.
on October 17th, 2011 at 8:59 pm
I agree with Lee, totally. For me, I wish I took advantage of nap time more when I was in kindergarten. At the time, I completely despised it, thinking it was a waste of time. But now, I too am jealous of those children napping in class, and of those playing on the swings and monkey bars in the jungle gym. And even now, I’m simply just so caught up in all this “adult” business, dealing with relationships and jobs, that I no longer can reach into my inner child.
on December 11th, 2011 at 5:06 pm
Can we really be called kids now? We may act like them sometimes but I believe that all of us have become adults and look like adults in the eyes of everyone younger than us.