Actually, was I? I suppose a lot of times when I was younger I was. It was back when I had an imagination that I wasn't ashamed of; when I could swing a stick around with a friend and act like some dude with a sword without feeling like a complete idiot. That sure is fun, you know. I still imagine stories that have to do with embarrassing, nerdy stuff like that! But that's because I'm a nerd, honestly. It doesn't change the fact that it's fun, and anyone that stops hasn't grown up, they've just lost something important! Sorry, over dramatic.
Either way, I was young, and I would go out in the woods to just play around. Summer, winter, spring, fall, I would go whenever. I would carry around a stick and act like the coolest dude in the world that kills tons of orcs and goblins and whatever. Yeah, nerdy, whatever, I was ten. Anyhow, I was out there almost every waking day. I would just walk around the woods, hopping streams and climbing trees. Regardless of whether it was cold or not, I would be out there, exploring my heart out.
I did that for years before I was that age, and I continued further... Until they killed the woods to build a new neighborhood. That made me sad. I went over to the other side of the woods after that! I didn't know it was so much bigger and fun! And then I'd get in predicaments where nature would hurt me and where I'd be sad from everything or something or I don't know. Either way, it tested me.
Monday, January 18, 2010
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