Sunday, December 27, 2009

the end of playing

ive always enjoyed playing. as a kid i was rather creative and often came up with the wildest scenarios to play. i shimmied across a fence to escape a foreign prison. i was a wild west outlaw on my horse, keeping tally of the vast number of people i killed. i played with clay, i played with myself. tehe. i played i was a soldier, i played i was a playboy. probably the worst thing about being a grown up is the end of all this playing. some say it doesnt have to end and it probably doesnt when it comes right down to it. but as an adult youll always have that nagging voice in your head saying, "yeah, this is stupid and you know it."


When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.

1 comment:

Aufgeblassen said...

When I was a young lad, my grandfather gave me a REAL rifle (w/ firing pin removed) to play with as a toy. I used to go around the neighborhood playing "cops & robbers", or whatever.

Imagine these days if a kid did that. He would soon be shot dead by the cops! (and asked questions later).