Staying a Kid
I was a kid before I was ever anything. I wanted to have fun, to play. I loved the outdoors, I loved junk food, I loved stuffed toys, I loved dogs. And even as I grew older, that kid in me never really disappeared.
I remember how I loved crayons when I was a little kid. I would doodle and draw the whole day, trying to use colors to share my dreams and daydreams. It’s like showing the world how you see everything: what’s real, what’s imagined, what’s beautiful, what’s ugly.
And no matter what nonsense I have created, I felt wonderful because I knew that whatever I did would remain that way, at least until time touched it up or weather tore it down. I knew back then that I shared a little bit of myself in everything I created.
And so, Wisdom is what I have salvaged from the calamity named Experience.
Perhaps being a kid gave me more wisdom than I would have realized. I kinda like that.