almost the same, worries are different, before I worry if I can't play outside, now I worry sometimes about bigger things. Deep inside I still like to play in the rain like I used to do, only that it is cold for me now as I am thinner. I am still innocent in some areas, LOL
To me it was a time of innocense. Unfortuneately I often revert back to those memories of so long ago when current duties and responsibilities seem like such obstacles. Though memories are good such regular reversion is counterproductive. Problems are to be dealt with head on and with resolve.
One day last week while driving, I passed a large field and saw myself running in that field. In my mind I was about 8 years old and I was wearing a cotton jumper, a white blouse with short puff sleeves, socks, and brown maryjanes. I had a Buster Brown haircut. I wanted to know that little girl. I never really knew her. The vision of seeing myself as a child was very powerful. As I think about it more, I realize I haven't changed all that much from what I remember. Still sensitive, still caring for the underdog and stray animals, still creating things, and still wondering about the universe. The difference is now I can walk away form a bad influence and now I have to pay my way through life.