And miles to go before I sleep...

If you're a dreamer, come in,
If you're a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer...
If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
Come in!
Come in!

-Shel Silverstein

I want to be a kid again.

I don't want to pay bills, I don't want to go to work.
I don't want responsibilities.

And smile big when I get chocolate milk, and play king of the mountain.
And not worry about money, or bills, or rent.