While there was a time where I might have said pancakes, these days, waffles are hands down my favorite breakfast food. Philippe and I enjoy waffles each weekend as part of our morning ritual, and although I’d love to have them with whipped cream, they’re always served more simply than that. Just a little butter on top, a touch of maple syrup and some blueberries and strawberries. This is combined with watching a cartoon of some kind, currently a perfectly silly show called Bob’s Burgers. I love this ritual as it makes me feel like a kid again. Back when I used to get up on Saturday mornings and watch cartoons. In those days, it was either cereal or on special occasions, French toast, but the effect is the same. Pure bliss.
Part of me must admit that while I’m not particularly worried about getting old, I’m terribly afraid of growing up. I’ve watched how grown up people behave and it seems a bit sad and lacking the sheer joy that comes from letting your inner child loose. It’s not that I want to be irresponsible, I just don’t want to do things that only seem sensible. I want to try silly things that come to mind in the moment. I want to dream about flying and still think that, given the right technique, I might still be able to do it. I don’t want to think that I’ve learned everything I need to know, and want to enjoy being naïve about things still hidden in the world. Sure, I’ve learned a lot in my many years on this earth, but I’m far more interested in the things I still don’t know about yet.
So, each Saturday morning, I still eat fun food and watch cartoons. Though admittedly, it all now comes with a large pot of coffee, something I was simply denied as a child. And for that magical moment, I get to be a kid again, no matter how stressful the adult work week became. It’s something I cherish because it’s also a reminder that no matter how old I get, I can still enjoy the wonders and joys of my youth. I’m not trying to actually be young, I’ll let nature do whatever it wants to me physically and not intervene. I just want to feel young and maintain a curious and energetic spirit. Then, when I’m truly fully wrinkled and spending my final days, I’ll still have a little spark in my eyes. That look of mischief that comes from knowing it’s Saturday morning again, and you’re about to watch a silly little cartoon and eat a waffle.
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M. Graham Watercolors: Pyrrol Red, Gamboge, Burnt Sienna, and Ultramarine Blue. Lamy Safari Al Star pen with Platinum Carbon sepia ink in a 5″ x 8″ 140 lb. (300 gsm) Pentalic Aqua Journal.