11.2.20 // this is me

This is me.
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When was the last time you were silly?
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I mean deeply silly, like let your childlike spirit out. The spirit that has uncontrollable belly laughs, sings even if others can hear, and plays as though no one is watching.
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As we get older, I feel like we're told that we're not allowed to be silly, carefree, or heaven forbid... "weird."
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We're told to fit into boxes, to straighten up, to get serious about the weight of the world.
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But, who made those rules??
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The other day I went swimming. Not competitively, but in an outdoor pool at one of the Airbnb's we were staying at.
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As soon as I plunged into the water, I transformed. That child-like spirit came out in full force. I was doing headstands, water aerobics, singing, trying to catch the football while I ran into the pool, trying to come up with synchronized swimming routines.
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It was bliss, I laughed harder than I had in weeks, months, maybe even years?
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My cares lifted like the steam off the pool and my heart flipped like my sub-par kickflips and headstands.
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I know that not all moments are as light as that moment in the pool, but what if we consciously choose to make more of them light, more of them giddy, more of them... "weird".
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Do you think we could take some of the societal's pressure to be more of an adult away?