Life is all pretty silly, if you ask me. I can say I’ve been through the wringer and I can probably say, with relative safety, that I’ve gotten myself enough of a taste of trouble to know what it should feel like. And in all seriousness, it’s just plain silly.
When did we decide we wanted to grow up? I remember being a little girl and having the time of my life pretending to be an alien from another planet, or an insect, or a brilliant inventor. I remember children’s novels being so much more entertaining than scandalous romance novels. Yet I don’t recall wanting to be an adult until I was fourteen. An age not old enough to drive but not young enough to play pretend without looking immature. Let’s face it; kids don’t have a lot of back off. They see something they want and it’s in their hands the next second. Kids trust their instincts. They know their feelings.
Grown-ups, however, play the very unnecessary game of keeping up with the Jones and maintaining the best appearance, whether that be physical or perceived. We are so afraid of ‘what other people are going to think.’ But why do we even give a damn? When did it start mattering so much to us? We didn’t have to try to have friends when we were young, we didn’t have to impress anyone and we got along fine. Why are so scared of not being accepted now?
I started thinking the other day that I should go to Claire’s, an accessory shop I frequented when I was little, and buy a pair of ice cream cone earrings. Just for the hell of it. Why not?
Acting like an adult and being super uptight when you’re not is actually incredibly fun. It isn’t until you actually become an adult and super uptight that you wonder why life turned to Hell.
I don’t want to be a kid again. I’m not interested in building Legos or catching lizards in my backyard. However I want to be an adult with the same carefree nature I had when I was a kid. If being a grown-up means being concerned about appearances and what others will perceive you as and withholding yourself from life, then I don’t want to grow up. Ever.