Everyday NhanSense: Each day, I will blog about something that comes to mind. My goal is to practice writing about my hobbies, my interests, my opinions and so forth.
Day 80’s Topic: Childhood innocence.
When you’re a kid, you are allowed to say the darndest things. You’re allowed to think freely. You’re allowed to be, well, a kid.
You don’t have to worry about money, where you live, what grownup responsibility you have to have taken care of next and this is all because of childhood innocence. In a way, I miss being a kid. I probably wasn’t the happiest kid in the world, but I was at the very least curious enough to see how things would pan out.
I had a skewed view of the world. Who could blame me? I didn’t think much beyond going to school, doing homework, recess, playing games with my brothers and all that jazz. Life was simple. Life was good.
At the same time, life had to go on. I couldn’t be a kid forever. I am an adult. Mind you, I am probably an adult who needed to grow up a long time ago, but I digress.
Things happened. Some were horrible. Some were great learning experiences. Regardless, all of this stuff led me to face my own maturity, or lack of, by forcing my hand. I couldn’t continue to think like I was a kid who needed to depend on others so much for basic needs.
Heck, I didn’t do my own laundry for a really long time as a college graduate. A bit embarrassing, but it’s true.
At a certain point, I had to tell myself this all needed to stop. It was time to let go of the childhood innocence, at least until some grownup aspects came into play, and really seek out the independence I should have achieved at this given point in time.
But don’t get me wrong. I think we all should grow up eventually, but we should never completely toss away that childlike whimsy that keeps us in check. When you enter the adult world, I think a lot of us lose sight of that kid-style approach for seeing how everything works.
We lose a bit of that awe and curiosity that compels us to utilize our imagination.
Heck, I recall spouting all kinds of silly things as a little kid. I want to be a firefighter! I want to be a video game designer!
You don’t quite know what you want to be when you grow up, and of course everything will often change at certain stages in the game. Had I followed different paths as a child, I would definitely be in a different spot today as an adult.
Would it be better or worse? That’s debatable. Perhaps I should have discovered certain passions when I was younger instead of stumbling onto the stuff I ended up liking, which was mainly writing and language stuff.
All I know is, it’s time for me to dig deep and find some childhood innocence to lighten up all the seriousness in my life at the moment.
“Get good. Be better.” – Nhan Fiction