So much
expended
loosening
the tentacles
to fuel
the rise
only to surmise
that the
pinnacle
yearned and lusted
for
was
all for naught.
The reality
reeks of
calamity
listlessly
endeavoring to be
fired
from a job whose
description was not
as advertised
perks
spelled out with
a wink and nod
are not part
of Adulthood.
And…
its workforce
cries out
to
God
while
wistfully, hoping
to be smote
with
a demotion
back
as we should.
Longing for the
best job
that we didn’t
love
or appreciate
at that juncture
the esteemed role
of being a
kid
in the department
of childhood.
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Yep. Sometimes I think about how many times as a kid I thought or said I can’t wait to be a grown up so I can do whatever I want to do. Sigh.
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Alas my friend… We were bamboozled, maybe if we make enough of a stink we’ll get demoted! What do you think?
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But then I’m afraid demotion would be code for sending me to the nuthouse. Ha!
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Isn’t adulthood the nuthouse?! LOL
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Yes!
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You picking up what I’m laying down Ms. Pye?
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Definitely. This is the point I’m always trying to make to my students and nieces and nephews. Being a kid is the best job you’ll ever have– slow down and enjoy it! I know I would love to go back to those days! lol
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You and me both. Adulthood is hot garbage!
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LOL…the hottest!
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