A meditation into my youth

Jan 7, 2011 12:44am

It's as clear as day. I'm back in my childhood, I'm at my cousins when he lived by allsups. I see my aunt smiling, outside there's a grayish hue and it's raining. I'm outside now, I'm playing a game but it's not clear what, I'm standing by a blue and white house by a tank in a fence. I'm wearing a dark midnight blue winter snowman typish jacket, there's red around the buttons on top. I see a speedbump, I see it filling the whole street, it's like everything is so big and clear. When I imagine going to that street now that I'm 27..... Will I see it as clear and beautiful as I remember it or has time made me grow up so much that iv lost the kid in me? I remember as a kid that time had no meaning. Days would come and go and I would go through them looking forward to the future. When did all this change? When did I become scared of how fast time goes by? Why do I only remember bits and pieces of when I was younger?When did I become who I am? Right now I feel like we only live in the moment we are currently in, we only remember tiny pieces of life. Why? I wonder how I will feel about this the next time I read it.... Until that moment, see ya later.