I found this on another web site … but thought it was so good, It need to be republished. When I sent this to a co-worker I got quite a response …

Resignation from Adulthood

To Whom It May Concern

I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. I have decided I would like to regain the responsibilities of an 8-year old.

I want to go to McDonald’s and think that it’s a four-star restaurant.

I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make ripples in a pond with rocks.

I want to think M&Ms are better than money, because you can eat them.

I want to play dodge ball at recess and paint with watercolors in art class.

I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summer’s 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 blissfully 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 possible and that everyone can live forever.

I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life, and overly excited by the little things again. I want to return to the days when children played hide-and-seek outside instead of being glued to a television set.

I remember being naive and thinking everyone was happy because I was.

My 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 buy things. I want to live simply again. I don’t want my day to consist of depressing news, mountains of paperwork, computer crashes, doctor’s bills, gossip, illness, and the loss of loved ones. I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, and making angels in the snow.

So here are my credit card statement, my car keys, my pager, and my cell phone. I am officially resigning from adulthood. And if you want to discuss this further, you’ll have to catch me first, because “Tag! You’re it!”

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