Mind of a Child.

I've always loved spring, it's hands down the best season in my opinion. Everything seems new, and so many things are growing and changing. It's also a great season because it's the season that rescues me from the frigid hell we all call winter. But the way things are looking right now, spring will come bearing lots of stress and mid term projects and papers and speeches. On top of that, I have Spring Sing (Side note- I always made fun of people that complained about how hard being in Spring Sing would be. I mean really, it's a musical. You sing and dance for a few hours each night and that's it....I was so wrong. You dance until you feel your limbs detach from your body, all while singing so much you practically pop a lung. Yeah...now go do that research paper due tomorrow. #springsinghell). When I wake up in the morning, I literally feel like at night, several teen girls thought I had plotted Justin Bieber's death, so they beat me with pillowcases full of bricks. I'm constantly dragging myself from place to place, and it all seems like a blur.

Today, I randomly started thinking about what drives me to be happy. What was I missing now that I had when I was stressed in high school? And through this thinking, I realized that I am the happiest person alive when I'm with kids. I took an Early Childhood Development course my junior and senior year, and I could honestly not think of any better way to spend half of my day every day than playing with those kids. When I did my activities I planned for them, I got lost in their world. Some days, I would come into class on the verge of tears from a stressful day, but forget everything I was thinking of when I walked into a room full of these fascinating little human beings. I was able to witness the way they view life.

Then I got to some deeper thinking (which might I add was an incredibly tiring process, considering the fact that I get tired walking from my bed to the sink now). Why can't I be five again? Why can't I find everything absolutely fantastic like the kids I worked with every day? When I was younger, everything was spectacular. The thrill of riding a bike, or helping my mom make dinner. My imagination was outstanding, and you better believe I had an entire posse of imaginary friends (Don't hate). I was excited to learn new things in elementary school, I was excited to be that cool kid that knew how to write in cursive... don't act like you've never been there as a child, cursive was THE cool kid thing to do. All of these things I thought about today made me discover my new goal for myself.

I want to view my life from a child's perspective. I want to rediscover the world. I want to notice the details that kids would, but I would be to busy to notice otherwise. I think that being able to do this will grab my attention off of temporary stresses, and help me focus on some great opportunities for growth. No, I will not throw myself on the floor of Walmart when I don't have the money to get a candy bar, I'm just going to enjoy life's simple, yet fascinating wonders.

To kick off my new goal, I think I will nap like a child. Starting now.