22 December 2012

Hoppípolla

Don't. If you are not sure on being an adult, then don't. You'd be too harmful for human kind anyway if you force it. Of course the society would scream their lungs off and yell the heck out of you on the irresponsible, immature, ridiculous, silly thoughts or deeds you take. But, come on, we know too darn well that they wish they could have been as irresponsible, immature, ridiculous, and silly.

Take off those umbrellas when it rains and run through the stormy days. Stop for a second to feel as the water drips unto your skin while the wind blows through your t-shirt and make you shiver. Wait when you feel like it, stop when you're losing breath. You know if you really want it, you can stop the time. The adult told us that we couldn't so we thought, "Hey, they've been here longer, they'd probably know better, right?"


Not quite.


There is no such thing as a certain future and for sure they have even less idea on our future. Sure tomorrow you'd get sick, catch a cold, whatever. But that would be a whole new story, no? It's better than being able to wake up on time, take a shower and dress up for office knowing exactly what to do and that nothing would be unexpectable.


I say life without its details and surprises is not a life worth living.


Look who's talking.


Image was taken in Singapore, November 2012.

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