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

I want to go to McDonald's 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 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 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.
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  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."