Exterior: Grown-Up; Interior: 5 year old

So being an adult is not as fun as it was when you were a kid. I have noticed this in the past couple of weeks being home. When you are a kid, if you are bored and want something to do, you can knock on the doors of the homes in your neighborhood. "Can so-and-so come out and play?" You would go around until you had enough kids for a pick-up game of football, baseball, or just an awesome game of dodgeball in the street. Everyone would play until the streetlights came on or someone's dad yelled that it was time for dinner.

This is something you are not allowed to do as an adult. If I were to knock on doors in my street and asked if anyone wanted to come out and play, I would get a weird look and people would think I was a bit tetched in the head! For some reason, you have to plan things a week in advance for anyone to come over and hang out. Etiquette and manners have ruined the inner child! I have some wild-child tendencies and the loudest one never wants to plan anything in advance. It ruins that spontaneity! I do plan if I am going somewhere for more than 2 days or driving more than 10 hours away. But for the most part, I don't actually want to spend time with people until when I want to be around people. This is a serious character defect left over from childhood. But at the same time, wouldn't it be totally wicked fun if, as adults, we could knock on our neighbors doors and have a spontaneous pick-up game of football in the street?