Being an Adult can be quite Boring.

CAMEROON. Kometou. In the bushes, at the Catholic Mission all children play football, many barefooted. 1998.

CAMEROON. Kometou. In the bushes, at the Catholic Mission all children play football, many barefooted. 1998.

 

Remember what your childhood was like before you adopted the sedentary lifestyle with your ‘super fast’ wi-fi and HD television?

Remember when you had endless energy? I remember playing football/soccer for 4 hours and then more, getting upset when my aunt called me back inside the house.

“Haven’t you had enough? Don’t you get tired?” – She would say with a curious look on her face, as if she was wondering if I was actually a human being or not. “That is enough play for today, I don’t think I will let you play outside tomorrow, you have had enough, now go and have your bath”.

 I always wondered why adults were so lazy. I never saw them playing at all, I concluded to myself that it must be boring to become a grown up.

Today, after 45 mins in the Gym, I check the stopwatch on my Apple ‘Iphone 5’ – Ahhh it’s nearly an hour, that was a nice workout, I’m done now –  I am convincing myself that 45 mins is enough playtime for me.

Whatever happened to that 4 hour energy that I used to generate?

 

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