Today is a New Day

Adulthood is over-rated. Mostly by children but what do they know? I am a card carrying cynic. My inner child is being held hostage by the ugly realities of adulthood and I can't afford the ransom. My mood ring hasn't always been this dark. Really. I loved the niave bliss of childhood. My worries as a child were not complex. Strawberry, chocolate or chocolate. Barefoot or not. Cinderella or Snow White. The problems started when the choices got complex. Sandal foot or control top, whole milk or skim, decaf or regular. Some choices are easy. Some are not. We make dozens of choices everyday, most are done on "auto pilot" but the big ones can really alter our trajectory. I guess that is why there are rules. Some things you just do and you don't have to ponder the outcomes. Like wearing your seatbelt or using sunscreen.