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I resign!


I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. I would like to accept the responsibilities of a 6-year-old again.

I want to go to McDonald's and think that it’s a 5-star restaurant. I want to run around like a little ragamuffin again, jump on beds, sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle, and make a footpath with rocks. I want to think Smarties are better than money because you can eat them.

I want to return to a time when life was simple. When all you knew were names of colours, times-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 upset.
I want to think the world is fair. That everyone is honest, unprejudiced and good. I want to believe that everything has a happy ending.

I want to be loosely bounded by society's rules again and say exactly what's on my mind and love people freely, without worrying about how they may respond. 

I no longer want my days to consist of mountainous worries about work and finances, depressing news, illness, and loss of loved ones.

I want to be overly excited by the little things again. 
I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, a lick, love, truth, justice, peace, dreams and the imagination.

So.. here, you can have all my worries, duties and commitments, my credit card, my outstanding student loan and all my bank statements. I am officially resigning from adulthood.

And if you want to discuss this further, you’ll have to catch me first, because..
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