I had never felt nostalgia for my years of childhood, school and other stages of my life for me was part of growing up. But now that everyone (my family) gets its way, be it work or marriage, much like the nostalgia is creeping into my soul.
How I wish it was Friday of school to play with dolls and be happy with simple things.
As I would have no more concern that the task of Monday or TV show six in the afternoon.
Sometimes I find myself wondering if maybe it is because I'm getting old. That will eventually mature and do not want? And is that it wears a bit surprising ... I miss the conversations
ir
0 comments:
Post a Comment