What if... we didn’t have to grow up?
There are times I envy Peter Pan in his ability to avoid growing up. When you’re young, there are no bills to pay, no pain and hurt to experience (in most cases) but even when you do, you are almost clueless to it, and not a care in the world are present. It’s like you see the world as this magical realm in which you are now a part of. Your own fiction story in the making. And you can do anything (well, anything your parents will let you.. but that’s not such a big downside since you’re taken care of twenty-four seven.).
But, on the other hand, growing up is what sets us apart from any other living thing on earth. Not only that, but it can also have it’s major upsides. Learning, for one. Finding the one you are to be with forever, for another. Doing and becoming someone great. Staying up late and eating a whole pint of ice cream. Hehe ; ) I’m sure the list could go on.
So, while on one hand I would like to be young again to get away from all the stresses of life, on the other, I wouldn’t trade the world for all I’ve learned, all I’m doing, and who I’ve become.
What do you think? Would you want to go back to when you were younger? Why? Why not?