sometimes...

i just want to be 12 again. no worries. not a care in the world. no hard decisions to make. didn't have to worry about money. damn money. i hate money! hate, hate it. where's my money tree? oh yea, it's dead... sometimes i just want to be 12. or 15, or i'd even settle for 20. today, i don't want to be 29. i just don't want to be an adult. don't you ever feel like this? i want someone to tell me what to do!! (which is so not like me...i don't like being told what to do...) please? anyone... maybe i will just play with madi all day and eat some oreos. but madi's been napping for nearly 2 hours...wake up kid...I NEED YOU!! oreos are good. until i eat too many of them. it's just one of those days. mmm, oreos!