The Older I Get...

So I'm realizing that I'm starting to understand less as I grow up. Follow me here... When we are young our main objective is to have fun and to stay happy. When we're young we don't see flaws and failure, ignorance and violence, life and death. All we see is just what's there in front of us. We don't read into things. We don't over analyze. We just accept.

When we are young we want to be older. How many times did I add "and a half" to my age when asked how old I was? When I was twelve I dreamed of being thirteen and finally being a teenager, not a child. When I was fifteen I dreamed of being sixteen and driving. When I was seventeen I dreamed of being eighteen and free. And who doesn't want to be twenty-one? That might be the best birthday of all, if you can remember it!

But once you get to that age, once you get "older" you realize that you had it really good when you were younger. No responsibility, no bills, no job, no college loans... You were just that kid who saw everyone as equal. That kid whose biggest worry was not getting home in time to watch Power Rangers (don't even deny that you watched that show!). That kid who had it all and wasted all that time wishing for something else.

I suppose life is just wishing you were somewhere else, someone else, doing something else. No one is ever satisfied and if they are for a second they are too distracted by something else so it passes. I feel that as I grow older I understand less about human nature and the world.