Growing old is inevitable, but growing up is a choice. Hence, as much as possible I want to stunt the former. I really miss my childhood-the time when I had no adult responsibilities to care about.
Childhood is something to really miss and hanker for. I remember the days when I was young and ignoramus, I asked myself to grow old fast. Little did I know that it’s much fascinating and liberating being a mere child giddily scampering about sans a care in the world. I miss having less worries and troubles. I miss tick-tocks going slow-mo.
Unfortunately, I can’t stay a child forever. And so, responsibilities and problems befall. Time flies so fast now. And, the way I notice it, these two exponentially increase as I grow older and older. There are far too many demands in life I need to think about and resolve.
Hence, knowledge is always a gift. Experience is the best teacher. I cannot say that I’m the wisest or smartest person around. But, in every depression or success experienced, I choose to docket them into my noggin as something learned. Every little thing that transpired to my life is an experience gained that’s something to be cherished and not to be neglected only because it didn’t happen the way I wanted it. Whatever that is, it makes me a mature intellect anyhow.
So, I can always claim, I am forever 12 years old. I am a mature 12-year-old girl trapped inside a 20-something old, forlorn hag. I may not be the perfect person around. I don’t shine and glisten as compared to my youth. But, I shine and glisten from within. I always think about how simple life is and how tend to complicate it. I think being depressed every now and then is human nature. I am susceptible to sporadic loneliness. I consider myself a vulnerable person. But heck, simple pleasures such as licking a yummy ice-cream-in-a-cone while riding a bus going to a faraway place or watching a childhood favorite cartoon series or playing a gaming console truly make my day okay.
It’s hard to combat loneliness in an adult life. However, happiness is a choice. Being a child for once won’t hurt, y’know?
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