Children
How often do you think about your past? Your childhood? Riding that little slide in the playground that used to look so big to you just isn’t as fun anymore. At all. People lose their childish innocence much easier now. The world is too serious. When was the last time you did something just to see what would happen? When was the last time you sat down and watched Spongebob Squarepants? When was the last time you did something crazy just to do something crazy? Maybe maturing isn’t always a good thing. Unless, of course, you want to end up like one of those weird people who go to country clubs and play tennis and talk all formal. But no one wants to end up like those weirdos, right? Well, maybe you do, but that’s your problem, not mine.
What you’re supposed to do is be random. Go with any idea that pops into your head, no matter how stupid you think it is(unless it’ll get you killed or in the hospital or arrested). You could turn it into the best thing that ever happened to you. You could be turning a pencil sharpener and singing a song to get ideas for writing, or you could just sway back and forth and sing when you’re bored. Or you could talk about your obsession with a backpack to a random person, or skip down the hallway just to skip down the hallway. Just don’t fall down during a basketball game. And don’t tackle that girl dribbling up the court. You’re not playing football. You’re not learning how to walk. You’re playing basketball.
