Riddle me this:
We are birthed into a natural state of wonder n’ play then shaped by a few really kick ass years into, essentially, extraordinary playful ninjas. I mean my brothers and I used to enact life scale GI-Joe battles in AND outside of our house for days! Musta made our mama bananas!!
So who drew the line in the sandbox-of-life? 0-10 yrs old we dedicate serious quality time to really ‘getting’ this playful vibe right, we got really good at it ya know. Then BOOM... shits supposed to change cuz we get older? pffffft…
Ima share a tidbit and it goes like this:
Don’t. Follow. The. Pack.
