Why do we ever stop playing? Why do we teach our minds about parameters and reality and logic? Who says we have to stop loving impossible and improbable things? Who are we to say what "can" and "cannot" be? People who create solutions, who solve problems, who see possibilities that the rest of us ignore -- who are we to say those people should stop? Why do we stop seeing giggles as a perfectly reasonable reaction? If we stop building forts in the living room, do we have to stop building castles in the sky? If we stop baking mud pies, do we have to stop seeing possibilities in things that aren't so easy to see at first? If we stop building friendships and free time around laughter and imagination and fun and possibilities, do we cripple our potential as grownups in inexplicable ways? Maybe it's youth or inexperience or ignorance or a long life of possibilities stretching out ahead of us, but I just have to wonder... why do we ever stop playing?


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Sarah, aka "Plucky", blogs on the reg, unless she's on vacation or there's a Pretty Little Liars marathon or she's mulling over the implications of the phrase "on fleek." She can't live without iced coffee, a portable phone charger, or equal pay. Say hello!


  1. We should never stop playing! Thanks for the reminder!

  2. Such a good reminder...some of the best times my boyfriend and I have spent together have been the moments we built a fort, baked cookies or played on the swing set =)