Last Saturday I had the chance to visit my old stomping grounds and have a picnic with a friend at Kennedy Park in Chicago. I always had admired this field house. It is all stone and quality built. They don’t make them like this anymore. Now it is all about cheap materials, cheap labor, and more profit.
With a large blanket and our shoes kicked off, we enjoyed chicken salad sandwich, grapes, sun chips, an oatmeal cookie, and a juice box. Ahhh… we felt like kids again. Was it sucking apple juice from a mini box? Was it laying on the ground? Was it something in the summer-like air? Maybe it was a little of each, but we definitely felt like kids…and it felt so good!
This struck up a very interesting conversation. When did becoming an adult get to be so boring? Too much responsibility and not enough play? Work, work, work, bills, bills, bills. O, yay, you’re an adult now.
Talking at great lengths about the feelings of freedom and not having a care in the world led us to the conclusion to schedule in fun, a mandatory event.
Go (with a big grin on your face) run barefoot. Jump up and down for no reason while flailing your arms. Have a picnic. Lay on the ground. When was the last time you did that? It feels good. And make sure to schedule it in…or dullness will get the best of you. Oh yes, and don’t forget to paint!