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Childlike wonder

Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grow up.
-Pablo Picasso

I love the way I let my child self out throughout the day. I mentioned this when I spoke about my age the other day. Sometimes I try to avoid the odd carpet tile or cracks in a sidewalk. I hum and dance at random times to made-up songs in my head. I play games and watch cartoons.

Sometimes I pretend I have a lightsaber or Wolverine’s claws. Or I am a Power Ranger which came out while I was in college.

Sometimes, I feel like I should be “more adult.” Adulting is usually how we describe “being responsible.” But I adult just fine. I pay my bills, feed my cat, do my laundry, all those things. Maybe my apartment isn’t the cleanest, and maybe I eat out to often. Maybe I buy too many books and DVDs. But I am taking care of me and my cat, so the rest is all good.

I wonder where this expectation of giving up certain “childlike” behaviors comes from. What are adults afraid of? That you might appear to be having fun?

An action is only strange if a small number of people do it. We were all kids once. We all know how to do the things that make us happy. Maybe we can’t do them 24/7 anymore; but there is nothing wrong with doing them when we can. Find the little moments to sneak in the child. And if we all do it, the strange ones will be the people who don’t.

 

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