I remember it was so peaceful back then. I could freely to let my mind wander into the imagination world without getting into any troubles.
I remember I was so carefree and innocent. There was no pains or sorrows that I can recall.. or at least, I didn't understand what they were.
I remember I climbed to the roof of my house and just sat there, enjoyed the wind and looking at those
flock of birds flying around as I was trying to feed them
grains.
Please give me
a one way ticket back to my childhood.
Reality is brutal.