after skipping for about 20 seconds (i got tired real fast), i hopped on the bike and realized just how much heavier i am now compared to when i was my scrawny 8-year-old self. balancing was weird, going up hill was like pulling teeth for my legs, and i suddenly got the horrible-yet-okay feeling that i was indeed getting older. yes, yes, i'm melodramatic about the entire thing, but i just found it funny that yesterday was the first of two things that had left my life for a seemingly long time and that when i came back to them, i felt old and wanted to be a kid again. and then i realized the irony yet again---when you're a kid, you want nothing more than to be an adult, and when you're an adult you usually want the opposite. another one of life's great paradoxes...and on that note, i'll leave you. but please, try skipping sometime this week if you haven't lately. it's such a weird thing to do and when you think of what you're actually doing while you're doing it, i guarantee you'll have a laugh or two. ok, good day.
Sunday Morning Thoughts
3 months ago