quarter life crisis

I wish life was much simpler like it was when you were a kid.
I wish I could spend the night playing super nintendo with my brother & not worry about what I should have been reading out of an over priced text book instead.
I wish I could get excited over my dad asking me to help rake the leaves in the backyard or shovel the driveway because it was a secret invitation to jump into leaf piles or start a snowball fight, rather then a weekly chore.
I wish that grocery shopping meant standing on the edge of the cart while mum pushed & I gracefully picked what I wanted off the shelves as we drove by -- instead of the depreciation of my bank account.
I wish life was easier & someone prepares you for the harsh reality that its most defiantly not what its like when your a kid. Growing up does not involve endless hours of super nintendo, leaf piles, snowball fights, or grocery cart rides. It involves several hours of reading books you paid too much for. It involves piles of ideas about who you are & want to be. It involves fights - without the snowballs. There is no more grocery cart rides. Just an endless ride of stress and questions. My only vice that seems reassuring enough to believe is that one day it will all be worth it. One day I'll be thankful for the struggle.
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