<<<< |
new |
>>>> |
im really a 4 year old. no, really! sometimes i wonder if maybe i still have a mind of a 4 year old, and everything else is just a show. yesterday i walked up the stairs of a building, and there was an open door, with a family getting ready to leave the house. and a small 4-8 year old girl was standing there holding her mother's hand. and she stared at me, like only little children stare. and i stared back. into her eyes. and then i smiled and waved my hand joyfully, saying hello, while walking up the stairs. and she smiled, and waved her hand joyfully, while staring into my eyes. i think i could happily satisfy my mind by spending long long hours playing with that girl on the beach, digging up holes, or in the playground swinging and sliding. i dont really NEED anything else. sometimes i wonder if maybe i still have a mind of a 4 year old, and everything else is just a show. |