That Little Kid in You

Chasing Butterflies. Finger Painting. Playing with Silly String. Jumping in Puddles after it rains. Just loving life. What time of life did that make you think of? I would guess early childhood when life is carefree and fun. But what if I told you that you have that five year old inside of you, right now, just dying to get out? There's a reason your eyes light up when something magical happens and a reason you get excited over little miniscule things. It's because inside you are just a little kid stuck in a "grown-up" body. Like when you used to play dress up and think you were thirty-five and going to work. The sooner you accept and love that little innocent kid, the more fun you get to have. I'm seventeen years old and my favorite thing in the whole world is watching magicians. Yes, I know it isn't real and it's just an illusion. But magic is magic. My eyes still light up when someone pulls a rabbit out of the hat and I hate when people try to explain the tricks. I would sooner watch a Disney princess movie while holding a stuffed animal than go out and get drunk. There's more to life than wanting to be an adult and working all the time and not letting loose and just having fun. Have you ever watched a three year old eat? There is no regret or thinking or health concern. If they want a cookie, they will eat a cookie. If they want you to eat a cookie, you will eat a cookie. Life as a little kid is all about how to be happy and have fun. We all have that ability inside of us. I think we just lose sight of it too often in the hustle of everyday life. We often hear that age is just a number. Which it is! Some people are alive at ninety and some people are dead at twenty-five and not buried till their eighty. Why be dead for all those years? Go outside, have a water balloon fight, watch a G-rated movie. Just live.

Stay Strong xo

Aria