I was randomly reading some of my old poetry I wrote and in amongst a lot of angsty, depressing stuff about losing faith in human beings and feeling hopelessly depressed and dejected, I found this little statistic:
"The average child laughs 400 times a day.
The average adult? 15."
400 times a day? Wow. If only I laughed 400 times a day. I'd even estimate that 15 is on the high end... unless we count the "pee-your-pants" hilariousness of Saturday night.
Finding this made me feel old. I've been feeling old a lot lately. It seems like fun is going to come to a grinding halt any moment now as I enter into what's supposed to be "adulthood" and "responisbility." Ugh. I hate those words. Being a child and laughing 400 times a day certainly sounds more enjoyable.
This also reminds me of a quote I heard once that said something like, "You don't stop playing because you grow old, you grow old because you stop playing."
Screw full time jobs and responsibility. I'm just going play and laugh... maybe i'll shoot for 410 times a day.