Remember back in the day when your favorite part of school was that little break after lunch where you were encouraged to go outside and play with all of your friends? The time when you could jump onto the playground and pretend that the ground was made of Lava and the only way to climb to safety was to travel over a fiery pit of doom using the monkey bars? You all know that I'm talking about a little thing called Recess.

I know that that was taken away from us starting in middle school but there was always a time where my friends and I had a hankering to go swing on a swing or slide down a swirly slide, and I'm sure most of you have felt the same urge. So when did it become weird for us to go and fulfill our hankerings for fun by going to a local park and sliding down the swirly vortex of doom or swing all the way to the sun? We grew up learning to love being outside and playing, but then it gets taken away from us because little Betty's mom thinks we're some weird ass old kids who are trying to sell Betty some pot. "No Michelle. I didn't come here to snatch little Betty or to sell her drugs, I came here to swing and i'll be darned if I don't."

There is just something about going to the park that makes you feel secure, and happy. Swinging on a swing makes us think of simpler times. A time when we could tell mom that we were going to go to the neighborhood park and she'd wave us out the door so she could get back to whatever she was doing without us bugging her. I understand that, in today's standards, that would be a reckless thing for a mother to do, but that shouldn't be the case; because it makes us wanting to go to the park to play weird.

There should be some sort of gray area, maybe keeping parks open later for young adults to go play without worrying parent's or maybe building a park for adults. Something that can help us feel like we used to when we spent our summer days outside catching fire flies and trying to swing over the moon and beat that cow that's always trying to jump over it before we ever get the chance to.

Playing at the park isn't just a kid thing, and if it is then when did wanting to feel like a kid again become a bad thing? Give us back our four square, our swirly slides, our swings, and our monkey bars. Just because we grew up doesn't mean that our hearts don't ache for these things. No kid asks to grow up anyway, we were thrown into the real world without any warning, the least you could do is give us back something as simple as going to the park and playing a game of hide-n-seek between the playground and surrounding trees.