As a child, your days are long and your adventures seem nearly endless, and yet, as you age your days instead become long, grueling sessions while life becomes a dreary pattern. However, this does not necessarily have to be, if you simply see through the child in your mind’s eye, life can still be just as exciting as it once was.
When I was young, my mother sent me off to lessons each day at a small school nearby; there I was smothered into stillness and sentenced to silence. It seemed as if there was no adventure to be had in this cold, gray box filled with hard unyielding lines. Every moment here seemed to last an eternity, while I could be hunting fairies, here I was learning useless tidbits like spelling and math. But, one day, as I marched
When I was young, my mother sent me off to lessons each day at a small school nearby; there I was smothered into stillness and sentenced to silence. It seemed as if there was no adventure to be had in this cold, gray box filled with hard unyielding lines. Every moment here seemed to last an eternity, while I could be hunting fairies, here I was learning useless tidbits like spelling and math. But, one day, as I marched