Don’t you miss those times when we were just kids. We have magic capes with towels. We are mermaids with pillow cases. We have castles with refrigerator and balikbayan boxes. We have powers, magic, endless possibilities. They see a piece of stick, we see a magic wand. These times when our eyes can only see an entirely different thing. Don’t you get jealous when you see kids playing? Totally unaware and free. Careless and curious of everything. Never tired, never bored. Always and endless sea of exploration.
How come we stopped seeing the world magically?
How come we grew up and forgot child language?