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RE: A Snippet of My Life as a Child: To Flush or Not to Flush
It's funny you know; when we're kids, we wish to be adults; when we're adults, we want to be kids again.
I think it's because neither of those age groups really understand each other's lives. Kids don't know the deep fucking shit they're in for later on. Adults are so deep in the shit that they forget to remember what it's actually like to be a kid. Sure, maybe you had more free time and summers off... but you forget having no damn money, having to be in bed by nine, getting bullied by that one kid who lives with his grandparents, and spending a large majority of the year forced to attend what basically amounts to prison.
I'm quite all right with that chapter being over. Besides, I kinda forgot to grow up anyway, so I'm basically winning.
I used to sit up and imagine how great life is going to be in the year 2020. If I could go back, I'd tell myself, "Slow down kid. Go to sleep. Yes, those other cars on Rad Racer will be controlled by other people in the future, but some will only want to slam into you and ruin your fun."
It does feel good to be out of prison though.
You're god damn right it does.
Time is just moving so fast these days. I can’t even tell you where my weekend went or how it is almost Tuesday.
I recall very long almost never-ending hours of daylight of playing with my cars in the basement. I swore the days would never end. They would just keep going and going and going.
While I wanted to grow up and do “adult stuff” my folks where rather forward with how much it suck. Everything cost money and they sure told me every day. So part of me just wished for the summers to never end and those long hours of playing with my cars in the basement didn’t end as a kid.