The Seven B.E.A.R.S. Den

I THINK WE ALL ARE A LITTLE TO0 OLD TO START OVER,
BUT DEEP IN OUR MEMORIES WE ALL REMEMBER WHEN!

I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult.
I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8 year old again.
I want to go to McDonald's and think that it's a four star restaruant.
I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make ripples with rocks.
I want to think M&M's are better than money because you can eat them.
I wantto play dodge ball at recess and paint with watercolors in art.
I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summer 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 blissfuly 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 possiable.

Somewhere in our youth, we matured and learned too much. There are nuclear weapons, war, prejudice, and abused children.
Lies, unhappy marriages, illness, pain and death.
A world where companies poision the water and our soil,
and kill children. What happened to the time when we thought everyone would live forever,
because we didn't grasp the concept of death?
When the worst thing in the world was if someone took the jumprope from you
or picked you last for kickball. I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things
again. I want to return to the days when children played hide-n-seek outside instead of being
glued to a television, when video games were as harmless as Pac-Man...
instead of spine ripping, blood splattering mind numbers like Mortal Combat, and TV still had some shows
on that weren't about sex, killing, and lies.
I remember being naive and thinking everyone was happy because I was. Afternoons were spent climbing trees and fences and riding my bike.
I never worried about time, bills, or where I was going to find the money to fix my car.
I used to wonder what I was going to do or be when I grew up, not worry about what I'll do if this doesn't work out.
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 imagination, 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."