It was the best of times it was the worst of times. Do you know what sucks about having fun? Is that it ends. All fun comes to an end, nothing lasts a long time at all when it comes to fun. From a laughing fit, to a long giggle, to a slap and prankfest...it all ends.
There is the old saying, that you can't appreciate the good unless you can experience the bad. That you wouldn't know what fun is, unless you knew the opposite. Yeah maybe that's the deal.
Everyone tells me they are having fun. They look forward to fun. Life is a big giant fun house and everyone is walking through crazy mirrors. Fun, fun, fun until her daddy took the t-bird away kinds of fun.
Here is my issue of fun. During fun, I realize it is going to end. So with that knowledge or realization, I can never fully enjoy the fun. It is as if something is holding back. The reality that its going to end soon. I don't let myself get to high, because I know it won't last.
I don't like that feeling at all. I don't like that little cloud of Debbie Downer waiting in the wings above me. What the hell is that all about?
It's not cool, and it has to go away. Make it stop please. Maybe its my way of keeping a balance? Maybe its my way of not letting myself enjoy things. I'm not too much fun not having fun.
What's your secret to having fun?