childhood

I miss being small and believing the world was

 an infinite universe of potential, when your little

 it’s like  no matter how terrible things can be you

 have  this undeniable imagination that gives you 

the ability to believe in magical things and this 

resilient naive optimism that all your dreams will 

come true when your older,

 It’s not until you actually grow up that you 

begin to realize that life is never as perfect as you

 imagined however nor is it as terrible as you had 

feared, rather a compilation of mundane moments that you cease to find the 

importance of until it’s too late and they’re nothing more than distant memories.

-Alicia Carey