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Chasing Rainbows

July 25, 2013

When did it happen?  The transition?  The transformation into something…apparently adult. 

 

Childhood.  Summers spent carefree enjoying the rush of air as you whiz down the street on your bike; you think it’s the fastest thing in the world.  Grinning faces, melting ice-lollies, and grass-stains on your clothes, without a care in the world.  Scraped knees and elbows, your temporary pain, those scars, they fade away so easily.  Shrieks of joy and contagious laughter accompanied by the orchestra of birds’ fills the town carried around softly by the wind.  You spot a rainbow and you run so fast, trying to find where it ends.  The curiosity, and the energy, it’s practically endless.  Your friends are diverse, both culturally and socially; there are no barriers, no boundaries, and no stereotypes.  It’s carpe diem everyday, you seize the moment, seize the day because you know impossible is nothing; one day you’re an astronaut with a saucepan-helmet on your head, and the next day you’re a brain surgeon with a plastic stethoscope. 

That childhood laughter, it’s all too contagious, it seeps into your soul untainted, untied.

 

So when did it happen?  That transition?  That transition into something…apparently adult with its social ‘norms’ and rigid rules.  You stopped running to find the end of the rainbow, and the spark of curiosity faded away into a dull lifeless ember.  When did you start categorising humans mindlessly like categorising m&ms, picking and choosing the ones you liked, when did you stop giving them all a fair chance?    You tell yourself carpe diem everyday, yet you don’t seize the moment because you’ve started believing in the existence of impossible.  When did you lose yourself, to become who you are?  An adult, an independent, strong, adult, governed by social rules and peer-pressure, insecurities, and boundaries, when? 

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Don’t be afraid to chase rainbows. 

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5 Comments leave one →
  1. July 25, 2013 11:19 pm

    Such a poignant piece, you succinctly describe all that is wrong with being an adult. We should all mourn the loss of that innocence, hope and belief in possibility. I take so much from this, it really connected with me. Thank you for it.

  2. July 25, 2013 11:36 pm

    I’m so glad you liked it, I’ve been away from writing for so long I was unsure! Thank you 🙂

  3. July 26, 2013 8:19 am

    Beautifully written!

  4. ƔǏƜɅƚ ƾ permalink
    July 27, 2013 2:56 pm

    sigh… when i began to think for myself :-/

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