while sitting in macs today, I saw two boys dashing across outside macs. a one of the boys ran, I saw in his face a very familiar expression of glee.
it reminded me of events long passed, of emotions long forgotten. of innocence, and of the freedom we once enjoyed as children, as blank slates.
yet, now here we are pursuing a successful life full of further stresses and aspirations. when will it ever end? why do we work so hard for things so immaterial and perishable?
why can we not live as we did as children, enjoying periods without a care in the world, spending time with the friends that mattered? of course, living all the time like that would be purely irresponsible, so I only ask for short periods of time where we can enjoy this.
A time when impressions need not be upheld, a time without inhibitions or cares. to be away from the mad rush of life and work, away from the pressures and expectations we try so hard to live up to, away from the harsh reality of life - a time simply to be free..
such a pity dreams don't last long.
