Nostalgia

“a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one’s life, to one’s home or homeland, or to one’s family and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time.”

My nostalgia: childhood.

The not having to worry about so many things. No worries other than what game I’d be playing later. No resonsibilities other than having to put my toys away. And “Bills? You mean money? I have enough for some ice cream. That’s good enough for me!” No college, no real problems. Having nap time and recess during school was fantastic.

I used to love swinging on the swings. Always trying to swing higher than the last.

Play-Doh was always messy and whatever I built would fall apart after a while. But the building part was always fun so I never minded much. And Legos! I guess I just like building things.




Coloring! I loved coloring! One of my favorite past times. I actually sat down and colored for a while today. This was the scene in front of me. My trash can tipped over with all my college papers and I thought it was a perfect time for a picture.