In some of us a child – lost, strayed off the beaten path – goes wandering to the end of time while we, in another garb, grow up, marry or seduce, have children, hold jobs, or sit in movies, and refuse to answer our mail. Or, by contrast, we haunt our mailboxes, impelled by some strange anticipation of a message that will never come.
From The Night Country by Loren Eisley.
My God, how true.
Not true here. The child is alive and well in me. Just ask psycat. 
And I neither haunt my mailbox or fail to respond to legitimate mail…
Rasa… are you feeling a little too grown up?
You, me and Demo here’ll go find some kids and play freeze tag, eh?
((Of course I realize I can’t be nearly as poetic about it…<sigh>))
We should all go skating sometime.
…I meant the “lost” part, Demo (Democritus, so you can search on your username)
And Sim, bam. You hit the nail on the head.
tag you’re it…
When I’m lying in my bed at night
I don’t wanna grow up
Nothin’ ever seems to turn out right
I don’t wanna grow up.
How do you move in a world of fog
That’s always changing things
Makes me wish that I could be a dog
When I see the price that you pay
I don’t wanna grow up
I don’t ever wanna be that way
I don’t wanna grow up.
Seems like folks turn into things
That they’d never want
The only thing to live or
Is today…
I’m gonna put a hole in my T.V. set
I don’t wanna grow up
Open up the medicine chest
And I don’t wanna grow up
I don’t wanna have to shout it out
I don’t want my hair to fall out
I don’t wanna be filled with doubt
I don’t wanna be a good boy scout
I don’t wanna have to learn to count
I don’t wanna have the biggest amount
I don’t wanna grow up.
Well when I see my parents fight
I don’t wanna grow up
They all go out and drinking all night
And I don’t wanna grow up
I’d rather stay here in my room
Nothin’out there but sad and gloom
I don’t wanna live in a big old tomb
On Grand Street
When I see the 5 o’clock news
I don’t wanna grow up
Comb their hair and shine their shoes
I don’t wanna grow up
Stay around in my old hometown
I don’t wanna put no money down
I don’t wanna get me a big old loan
Work them fingers to the bone
I don’t wanna float a broom
Fall in love and get married then boom
How the hell did it get here so soon
I don’t wanna grow up
::deftly freezes Demo…and runs headlong after Rasa::
Everyone needs to play every now and again.
Good choice, Ogre.
And yep, Sim… yep they do.
LOL you guys rock. This is so not where I thought this thread was going to go… glad it took this turn.
Somebody unfreeze me!!!
(Oh, and Rasa, I like “Demo”! ;))
I don’t wanna grow up, I’m a Toys’R’Us kid. There’s a million toys at Toys’R’US that I can play with.
From bikes to trains to video games, it’s the biggest toy store there is. I don’t wanna grow up, 'cause baby if I did. I wouldn’t be a Toys’R’Us kid.
Demo! What a coinkydink. I like you too!
::runs up and unfreezes Demo and tears after Simetra::
Wow! I’ve been pretty bummed the last couple of days or so…this thread has cheered me up a bit. 
Oldscratch is sleeping in my living room. I think I’ll go kick him…
He’s awake, Now I REALLY feel better! 
He’s awake now?
Suddenly, I feel better too.
::flees Rasa… arms flailing as if independent from his body…hopes she notices and tags Crack’d instead::
Glad we could bring you up a bit Crack’d. As I can honestly attest, the people around here are very good at that.
Hey, I wanna play too! This is a crappy time to be a grown-up anyway.
Did I mention I love you guys?
::runs off in mad pursuit of the fleeing Simetra, stopping only to tag both Sea and Crak’d so they don’t feel left out::
Tag!
:: Trips Simetra as he tries to freeze SeaDiver and, not looking, barrels into Rasa ::
Hey Crack’d, why dontcha give oldie another kick from me. I’m sure it’ll cheer you up trmendously!
Hey! Don’t break scratchie before I get back, ya hear?
::ponders declaring kanly on the House Democritus, decides that’s too serious, and starts braiding dandelions into neclaces instead::
Well fuck me gently with a chainsaw! I think I just slipped y’all some tongue!
::wanders off to kick the Disable Smilies in This Post button::
Thanks demo… thanks a lot… he did.
