I want to throw caution to the wind and run with scissors.

I want to chase down chaos, boldly, instead of waiting for it to find me and hoping it doesn’t.

I want to knock on Fate’s door, look it straight in the eye and whisper “You are so fired” then run away laughing maniacally, scissors raised up in my fists.

I want to put on a cape and pretend I can fly.

I want to twist all of the rules into balloon animals and create new ones, like “you must play for at least one hour a day or you’ll go blind.”

I want to spill the milk and cry about it if I feel like and have someone console me instead of pep talk me.

I want to leave responsiblity behind and put caring about it on the back burner.

I want to jump in mud puddles and squish the mud between my toes.

I want to feel the grass under my feet and nap in the lawn.

I want to squeal with excitement when I hear the ice cream truck coming and run in my bare feet to it.

Today, I really don’t want to be an adult.


About dragonflygypsyusa

Over-thinker with way too much availability to the internet to research whatever might come to mind, amateur photographer, dog enthusiast, learning every day, working on finding my undamaged self.
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