Wow, you really took this to heart, didn't you! Thanks for the thoughts, though!=. I don't really want to be six. I just miss the security and absence of worry. I like being twenty*mumble* but you can still look after me if you want...
Well, it's a bit of a pet peeve of mine, the notion that being a child is somehow better than being an adult, or that children are somehow better than adults. My first rant about this must've been in a French test about the little Prince … and I still give repeat performances like the one above every now and then.
You really weren't worried when you were six? I don't remember much, but I do remember that there were things to be anxious or sad about, and that my tools for dealing with them were much worse and far more limited than they are nowadays.
They can! But their bodies are old and decaying! That said, it doesn't do to dwell on the impossible, so I'll content myself with the consolation of maturity!
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You really weren't worried when you were six? I don't remember much, but I do remember that there were things to be anxious or sad about, and that my tools for dealing with them were much worse and far more limited than they are nowadays.
Adults cn look after each other too :)
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