Inner Child
Happy Easter for those who are celebrating it today!
I found a new twitter account to follow. Its theme? Journal prompts! Today’s blog is based off of a prompt by @journalprompts.
I let my inner child out every day. I have a hard time accepting the fact that I’m 32 years old. I certainly don’t feel like I’m in my thirties. I still collect action figures. I follow Grumpy Cat on Twitter, I paint my fingernails purple, and I still dress up—cosplay is the proper term for adults. Heck, I still have all of my football cards that I collected when I was young!
I’ve long asked myself if I should finally get rid of the action figures and costumes and finally step into the proper adult world of careerism, coffee guzzling, and bland pant suits. The fact of the matter is that I’ve got a job, and I do enjoy a good cup of coffee, but those aren’t the sole focus of my life, and I don’t ever want them to be.
Even if I got rid of everything, I’d just end up finding an acceptable grown up replacement like sports action figures, sports attire, and artistic statues. At the end of the day, it all comes down to this: happiness. I like coming home to my haven of action figures. I like sporting purple fingernails. I like showing off my fandoms by wearing Star Trek or Babylon 5 pins.
Let your inner child thrive.
Don’t let responsibilities slide.
Seize the day,
especially when your hair turns grey.
Last week’s story:
“1 + 1 = 2, and 2 x 2 = 4. The more I learn, the more I can do, but only at a certain cost to you. Less is less.” -Your Calculator.
I found a new twitter account to follow. Its theme? Journal prompts! Today’s blog is based off of a prompt by @journalprompts.
“Your inner child"
I let my inner child out every day. I have a hard time accepting the fact that I’m 32 years old. I certainly don’t feel like I’m in my thirties. I still collect action figures. I follow Grumpy Cat on Twitter, I paint my fingernails purple, and I still dress up—cosplay is the proper term for adults. Heck, I still have all of my football cards that I collected when I was young!
I’ve long asked myself if I should finally get rid of the action figures and costumes and finally step into the proper adult world of careerism, coffee guzzling, and bland pant suits. The fact of the matter is that I’ve got a job, and I do enjoy a good cup of coffee, but those aren’t the sole focus of my life, and I don’t ever want them to be.
On the right: a Star Trek TNG nurse skant (original design)
Even if I got rid of everything, I’d just end up finding an acceptable grown up replacement like sports action figures, sports attire, and artistic statues. At the end of the day, it all comes down to this: happiness. I like coming home to my haven of action figures. I like sporting purple fingernails. I like showing off my fandoms by wearing Star Trek or Babylon 5 pins.
Let your inner child thrive.
Don’t let responsibilities slide.
Seize the day,
especially when your hair turns grey.
The Burpleberry Newsstand
Mr. Burple Berry is busy investigating Easter. While he is searching for Easter eggs and munching candy, the newsstand is obligated to post next week’s prompt: music. We hope to see you on Friday, the 5th, for another round of #FictionFriday!Last week’s story:
“1 + 1 = 2, and 2 x 2 = 4. The more I learn, the more I can do, but only at a certain cost to you. Less is less.” -Your Calculator.
