20241229-2150. That what I missed but do NOT remember at all except through OLD photographs: having fun playing with other kids at birthday parties; laughing and crying; and NOT having to worry about the next meals or birthday cakes.
Fast forward, I’m miserable hanging out with other adults, who have their own problems. And nobody wants to talk about their problems, except pretending to be okay; getting along; and smiling.
So being a kid at heart is just reminiscing about how much freer we could be without heart medications and other ailments plaguing us as we get older, and just laughing about it all.
That’s all. End 2154 PST.