Are adults grown up kids

Richard Bach

“Never stop being a kid, Richard. Never stop feeling and seeing and being excited with great things like air and engines and sounds of sunlight within you. Wear your little mask if you must to protect you from the world but if you let that kid disappear you are grown up and you are dead.”

If you are an adult, chances are you have spider webbed boxes of old Lego blocks under your bed or stuffed somewhere in the atic. One huge box with mixed parts from various themed sets you used to carelessly disjoint and lose around the house or snatched by the dog.

That same box hides infinite possibilities that used to blow your creative young mind. If you come up across that box while cleaning or looking for your old vibrator, chances are you’d peek inside and risk being swept away from a flood of awesome memories.  You’d still consider playing with lego parts again, but of course, like most adult, you’d ditch the idea with pretext that you don’t have time for such bullshit.

Engulfed into the monotony of utterly boring chain of events attached to every adult human person’s life, we forget our inborn ability to really enjoy ourselves – something we developed when we were little brats.

Truth is, kids have a blast by almost anything – their daily lives feel like they permanently live on Cato Neimoidia.

The world through the eyes of an adult is a total different picture and looks more like a screenshot taken from Dark Souls II. As adults, the ways we enjoy ourselves look pretty retarded to kids. Remember how your parents looked when they had a good time? You knew they a good time even though it made no sense to you. Drunk and loud, what was that all about, you thought. But you grew up and realized it’s kinda tough being non-alcoholic. Point is, we lose something precious as soon as we stop being kids. The good news is we actually never loose it, but we rarely use it. We simply forget we always had it.

Despite the fact most of fancy material things, we are better of with just a bunch of things. A kid is a kid. An adult, however, is that plus what he became afterwards: stagnated ghot who deals with life using lie-woven script recited by heart. The feeling and pure joy you experience as kid, is never lost and could be recalled by will.

Most of us easily get stuck leading repetitive lifestyle, and even use others as base of comparison to the level of our happiness. A kid would never do such thing and look how happy hey are.

Kids have the time of their life which means you are most likely past that pat. Truth is, adults are big kids who grew into zombies They fear change. Kids love and enjoy change and actively search for it.

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