Some time ago I come across a group of boys who made skateboarding.. “Cool!” I thought to myself .. “I always wanted to learn how to get on one of those tables..”.
Suddenly, with the fury of a hurricane, I was reminded of all my adolescence.. as slides in my mind I saw again my friends.. the nights out..
What I would give to be able to return to those times! Because in the end, despite all.. it was probably the most emblematic but crazy and fun period of my whole life.
It is so dramatic grow up and become adults ?! Is it really true that you lost on the road all the fun?!
I really don’t think so..
I think that growing up does not mean not having to play anymore.
Sometimes it’s nice to give space to children and adolescents who are in us, but with the knowledge of the adult who knows how to enjoy them and then limit them.
Life offers many opportunities for rebirth to the end, in new and different forms.
Just like the boys who learn to climb on their tables, ready to challenge life with their fearless evolutions, also I have learned so many things during the transition from boy to man.. I passed moments of sadness, I lost the “fear of falling and hurt myself”.. now I could take my” speed”and I started to walk on my wheels .. adrenaline of that period became first experience and then safely.
I am an adult now.. but sometimes I let the kid in me free to go out and express itself.. and this is what today makes me free, and happy.