Don't Stop 'till You Get Enough

I've spent the past few days remembering my childhood. I grew up listening to Michael Jackson, trying to do the Moonwalk, and fighting with my brother to play his records instead of KISS or Guns n' Roses. It's always strange to think back to times you haven't thought about in years, and it gets more strange the older you get.

I had a good childhood. I spent my summer days riding bikes all over town with my friends. I longed for allowance day so that I could go with my friends to Veneziano's store and buy Swedish Fish and Sour Patch Kids by the penny, and Slush Puppies with an extra squirt of flavor for 10 cents. The only care I had in the world was making it home when I needed to so that my parents wouldn't be mad.

How, as adults, can we get those carefree days back? Can it be done? How do you forget about bills, and jobs, and your health long enough to fully relax? I'm not sure it can be done. If you are able to deal with one, another pops up.

I think the closest we can get now, is to find time each day for something you love. Whether it's running, dancing, cooking, reading, or writing; forcing yourself to take time, even for a few minutes, to feel carefree, I think it will help to keep stress levels lower, and be healthier.

Of course, it's easier said than done. Right now I'm looking at 3 loads of laundry on my floor, a dishwasher full of clean dishes, and a sink starting to fill up with dirty ones, papers and books from finals surrounding my couch and coffee table: how can I take time to act like a kid when I've got life piling up around me?

On that note, I'm going to get off my computer and get to work on some of this mess, also known as life.