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Discussion in 'General' started by dezz, Nov 14, 2011.
I miss being a kid. Not worrying about anything.
Motivation and imagination. I still have those but back then I was in my own little world not giving a fuck.
I miss being able to find joy in the smallest things. I wish I could entertain myself for 4 hours with a hotwheel again.
The excitement for a holiday they're still exiting just not the same
racing my brother from the room to the kitchen on saturday morning to see who gets the toy inside the cereal box.
& the adrenaline rush from waiting for the gate to drop