"How are you so good with children?" "I read Dr. Spock's book....it's not about Star Trek."

 Wherein Jack wants to go on an Adventure

 This happens every year when the weather turns warm. I get restless and bored and start dressing in khaki and pretending I am Indiana Jones going on an adventure. Or I dig out my Middle Ages clothing - the ones my family hates - throw on my cloak, and pretend I am taking the Ring to Mordor.
 I was supposed to out grow this when I hit adult age. I know this. I think everyone who knew me as a kid was waiting eagerly for my adultness to set in so I'd stop climbing every tree I come across (and jumping out of them and hurting my ankle.) They were waiting for me to start wearing shoes all the time and not ditching them the moment the ground was no longer ice. And they were all excited for the day I'd give up my Ranger cloak and stop sneaking it up on hiking trips.
 I'm not sure, but I think by this time, they've given up on the whole growing up thing.
 And if they haven't, they should.
 I never wanted to be one of those annoying people who acted like they were five just to pester all of their friends. I don't still climb trees just to prove I am just as childish now as I was when I was ten (I've actually gotten worse.)
 I can act like an adult when it is required. I know there is a time to be responsible and not make faces at costumers at work or shoot rubber bands at them when they are being annoying. (This is hard sometimes, but I've made it a year at my job and have not shot anyone so far. Be proud.)
 I believe there is a difference between being an adult and being responsible. Some people are meant to grow up. (You know the ones. Lawyers. Bankers.) They get those jobs we don't want or understand how come they keep going to them. They work from nine to five, go home, eat dinner, and watch TV with their slippers on. (I'm picking on grown ups. I shall try and behave myself.) But really, some people enjoy this life. I had a friend who couldn't wait to grow up, and I think she is having a lot of fun being an adult. I'm happy for her. 
 Growing up that way never fit me.
 I think part of it is because I am an Author. Maybe fellow Authors will understand. (Or creative people in general. Maybe it is that one side of the brain thing.)Everything looks different when you can use it for a new world or story. Spring isn't just the time to ditch your coats, it is time for adventures! And not just pulling your bike out and taking it to work. More like the climbing trees adventures, swimming in lakes that are too cold to swim in. Climbing mountains and risk falling off them. (And let's not mention rain storms and afterward puddle jumping.) (Jumping IN the puddles, for those who think puddle jumping means jumping over them.)
 I also think I just lost the point to this post. It was turning sappy there for a moment, and then my headache came back and everything ran away. (I stepped on my brilliant Pond glasses the other day and bent them. I've been getting headaches ever since, so I'm hoping my new pair will mend this problem. Even though it means I won't have Pond glasses anymore.) The best I can make out, the point of all of this was to say go put flowers in your hair and frolic in a field. Or maybe go on a treasure hunt and get chased by a treasure hunting bad guy - Rastapopoulos if you like.  I think the real point behind it though is not to become a banker. "I'm used to dealing with thugs and hit men, but you bankers...you're scary."
No. I take that all back.  The real, deep, hidden meaning behind this long ramble is...Don't. Step. On. Your. Pond. Glasses! Bad things happen when you step on your Pond glasses.
 That is all I am going to leave you with.
 Quote is from Daddy Day Care, from the Star Trek geek
 Allons-y!
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Published on April 15, 2014 22:26
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