I miss when I could eat truckloads of sweets without thinking about what kind of chemicals am I ingesting and how many pounds have I just put on;
I miss believing in impossible things like Santa Clause, Love at first sight and all.
Above all I miss when I could think about next year, or in five years, with the same blissful indifference; when I didn’t know about time, when it was so abundant in front of me I could afford not to count it down.
But anyway. I’m no kid no more and so I’d better get myself a job soon. Still looking!
Will keep ya posted!
I’ll conclude with that nice Clannad song,
Nice evening to you,