Childhood.
August 19th 2007 11:33
I pick up a shell and my hand touches the sharp edges. I feel my inner child come out from my body as I remember the days and moments of collecting shells from the sandy ground. The moments never fade. They are just lost or misplaced for some unknown reason.
It seems to be for me that every time I leave my hometown of Sydney and touch down on some new space of earth I learn just what I need and appreciate out of life. I realise the importance of life and its wonders.
Money is nothing when there is fun to be had. There are only the restrictions we place upon yourself. Let the inner child come out every now and again. Learn to grow but not too fast.
It could have something to do with my 21st coming up but I feel this sudden urge to be in my bed at home, just so I can be woken up with presents and breakfast in bed. It's not until a moment arises that has certain expectancies from the past that you come to miss being a child and being able to be looked after.
Adulthood seems to creep up behind you and all of a sudden you are taller than you thought and smarter than you think. You are able to do things yourself without asking anyone else for permission. Sometimes I wish for no responsibilities and no worries but once you have that its no longer a charge and full life. Life means little in childhood and therefore the time has come for me to think for myself. I can pick up that shell and place it on my desk and look every now and again and remember. Remember the past but more importantly look forward to the future.
The time has come to turn 21. And grow up.
It seems to be for me that every time I leave my hometown of Sydney and touch down on some new space of earth I learn just what I need and appreciate out of life. I realise the importance of life and its wonders.
Money is nothing when there is fun to be had. There are only the restrictions we place upon yourself. Let the inner child come out every now and again. Learn to grow but not too fast.
It could have something to do with my 21st coming up but I feel this sudden urge to be in my bed at home, just so I can be woken up with presents and breakfast in bed. It's not until a moment arises that has certain expectancies from the past that you come to miss being a child and being able to be looked after.
Adulthood seems to creep up behind you and all of a sudden you are taller than you thought and smarter than you think. You are able to do things yourself without asking anyone else for permission. Sometimes I wish for no responsibilities and no worries but once you have that its no longer a charge and full life. Life means little in childhood and therefore the time has come for me to think for myself. I can pick up that shell and place it on my desk and look every now and again and remember. Remember the past but more importantly look forward to the future.
The time has come to turn 21. And grow up.
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