To Whom It May Concern,

I think there is much that we take for granted regarding the imagination of a child. I honestly believe it is a source we should learn from. This world is far too big and there are far too many awful realities without having hope that the good guys will chase the monsters away. Why do we let logic win once we get a little older? I doubt we are any better off for it. In fact we may even be worse off because relinquishing our hold over belief in everything makes our world that little bit greyer. What's wrong with believing anyway?

Have you ever seen a child by themself that was so absorbed in the crux of their imagination that they didn't even register your presence? So enthralled by their own version of a story that they have squatted down as low as humanly possible but are still perfectly mobile as they scoot across the ground vigorously? It's cute right? You almost envy them that innocence.

Well, the only thing that's stopping you is your own pride. It would be a great shock to come upon a 40 year old man, with his arms outstretched, zooming down the pathway. Why? It's not what adults do. To see a grown woman rolling down a grassy hill for funsies would be utterly absurd. But wouldn't it also be freaking fantastic?!

Obviously, there is a time when adults need to be adults and children likewise but that is not all of the time. Give yourself a moment, even once a week, to act like a complete child.

Jump in the puddles.
Play on the swings.
Make up Batman's next adventure.
Sing a song with three lyrics over and over again.
Dance in the living room by flailing your arms and bouncing.
Go and watch a kids movie. Nemo never fails to impress.

I think this world could benefit by throwing off the veil of responsibility every now and then.