What I miss

Dec 17, 2007 22:09

I'm sort of taking a break.  I don't understand some of the reactions that are happening, so after this entry I guess I'll go on to memorize mechanisms so I can at least get that pat down.  I need my comfort zone right now.

What I remember about "the good old days":

- buying ice cream and because I don't eat it fast enough, it melts and gets all over my shirt.  Sticky mess.

- playing under the sun the entire day when I'm done with homework... and coming home smelling like the sun.

- bruised knees, scratched legs, and dirt on my face.

- the games I played

- the dead baby mice my friends and I followed down the canals of the street.

- the first time I wrote on a wall with chalk and how rebellious I felt.

- summers with my cousins at resorts.

- how I cried when I lost one of my jelly slippers in the ocean.

- visits to the countryside and running after dragonflies.  It was magical.

- hula hoops, jump ropes, and jackstones.

You have any of your own memories of the good old days?  I'd love to read about them someday.

break, comfort, finals

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