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
