The most depressing thing in this world is growing up and forgetting about the simple joys. God, that sounds so dark, doesn’t it?
I didn’t mean it to sound like life is a dark, terrible prison sentence.
What it is though is just one shot to be happy. One shot to make something of yourself on this weird planet that we call home. It’s just a big, beautiful, wondrous place that’s filled with tiny corners of exciting new adventures.
And that sounded a lot like a Disney movie.
Okay so for the middle ground here... have you ever been in love? Well if you have, do you remember that feeling you got that first month of dating whenever you saw that other person? Yeah. Magical, right? It feels like that other person is the reason that the world is spinning. Powerful stuff, that feeling is.
It seems to me that a some point we all grow up and lose that feeling about everything.
Remember when a Saturday of no plans meant hopping on your bike and going nowhere, and even though you had no direction it the feel of blind freedom that was exhildersting? Remember how exciting it was just to be on the cusp of an adventure? Yeah, me too. Invigorating, wasn’t it?
Today I couldn’t help but feel that way as I wrote a scene in my longest running project. As I described the setting through the eyes of a character who had never been there, I felt myself fill with wonder and curiosity. Where did that go?
At some point we all have to grow up. Go get a job, pay bills, pay student loans, and do “adult things”. As we do that we all seem to see the world in shades of dull gray, as if there isn’t anything exciting anymore because we only get up to go to work to earn money to pay bills. And don’t get me wrong, that is reality. But that’s not my point.
Now you’re probably sitting there going, then what is your point Amanda?
My point is that we all need to find something, anything, that would bring that spark of childlike happiness and excitement back to our lives. Even if it’s only for a brief moment every day.
Now you’re probably rolling your eyes and thinking that it’s a cute but impossible notion.
I beg to differ.
Life shouldn’t feel like work.