Thoughts and Things

Kids have more fun

I've always been a strange person.

A child at heart, 

with a (fairly) mature mind

and a body that's stuck somewhere in the middle.

I wish I could do the things I used to love

without the strange looks.

If an adult climbs into the play pen with the kids-

it's sweet and funny because he's watching out for the kids.

If a teenager climbs in-

everyone thinks you're immature and weird and they take pictures and insult you.

The kids would screech in delight

because they knew no difference.

And the kids would play tag with you

and you'd play and have the time of your life

until you are it.

Because then the kids scatter 

and when you try to chase after them

you get bruises and scrapes from running and trying to fit through the tunnels

and you start to think

maybe I am too big for this.

But as I sit here

aching and bruised

I can say that it was (mostly) worth it.

I haven't had that much fun

(or that much exercise)

in a very long time.

Being a kid sure does beat being an adult-

or an awkward teenager.