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. (Well maybe not McDonalds....)
I want to think M&Ms are better than money because you can eat them. (Blue is best)
I want to lie under a big tree and play doctors and nurses with my friends on a hot summer's day.
I want to return to a time when life was simple; When all I knew were colours, multiplication tables (even 8 x), and nursery rhymes, and it didn't bother me, because I didn't know what I didn't know and I didn't care.
All I knew was to be happy because I was blissfully unaware of all the things that should make me 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 actually really do believe this already). I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again.
I want to live simply 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, 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. (I do, I do, I do already)
So . . . here's my cheque book and my car-keys, my credit card bills and my mobile phone (what child doesnt have a mobile phone these days). 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.