I miss...so much.
Being a kid. School at Berea. Living next door to Cyndi and Jason and Mrs Wilson. Playing in the woods across the street. Walking to Kmart. Listening to Avalon on the way to church. Park days. Visiting Gramma's house. Sandboxes. Fresh orange juice. Sleepovers. Carefree days. Dreaming of the future, which is now the present. Claiming cars. The Christian Bookstore. Super Nintendo. Long car trips. Kings Dominion, pre-associate time period. Hanging out in the "tunnel." RJ. Red neons and games of truth or dare.
Another slightly depressed post. Sorry about that, I'm hoping it won't become a trend.
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Sometimes It Hurts So Much
Posted by Samantha Downing at 11:56:00 PM
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I miss...
Dad being gone all the time, long walks with carissa, hanging at cassie's house, not knowing what reallove was, peaceful days playing with my legos, my robots, the hopes and dreams of a child, the imagination that kept me sane, the thrill and amazement i found in each new book, the time before girls were always on the brain, when all the world seened like a good place to you, the family was one unit, not being in college, the times before highschool, I miss it all...even if I did make me depressed.
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