I remember.
I remember the times when the playground was my world, enormous, huge and rarely too much to handle.
I remember the times when all i wanted was colourful toys of that shelve, and all i had to do was ask, or cry.
I remember the times when school was my playground. Not forgetting my house, the void decks and...anywhere else.
I remember when nothing else besides playing was in my mind.
What i do not remember was how it all went away.
done.
gee. that's childhood for you. no wonder we all want to be children. so carefree. so FREE.
now, the least one has to do is to think.
and mind you thinking is not easy, especially if you have to think about E V E R Y T H I N G.Everything, not only everything you DO. you have to think about your options/choices, and then your decisions and how and where it'll take you and its consequences. Because life is an open book requesting YOU to write your story down.
Somehow, playing never did go away. everyone wants to enjoy. and in the quest of finding enjoyment amidst all the thinking, one gets carried away.
ahmad