15 October 2012 "Growing Up"

I’m afraid to grow up.

Mostly because I’m afraid of hitting my life’s climax,

And having to live the rest of my life as a series of falling actions.

I don’t want to be an adult who lives out the glory days through storytelling;

Or someone who lives vicariously through my children.

I want to be able to wake up in the morning and know that this day could bring something more exciting than I’ve seen in any days before.

I want life to get up and start moving but I don’t want to stop hearing that life will continue to rise.

It’s like I’m afraid to start moving because I’m terrified I will stop.

I don’t want to learn what it feels like to fall in love, only to experience heartbreak.

I don’t want to learn what it feels like to travel the world, only to return to my previous destination.

I don’t want to get my dream job, only to learn what it feels like to lose it.

I don’t want to find a passion, only to learn that even passions can become tiresome.

I don’t want to know what it feels like to grow old, while I see the population around me continue to grow young.

I want to wake up and know that I’m doing the best I can.

I want to wake up and know that I haven’t missed any important opportunities or deadlines.

I want to wake up and know that I am happy to be alive,

I want to wake up and know that I am truly living.

I want to open my eyes in the morning and feel a rush of adrenaline; partially because of fear and partially because of excitement.

I want to live each day like I’ve never lived before.