over the years, your world view has doubtlessly changed innumerable times. I am also willing to bet that you have rarely taken the time to look back on how the world looked through the lens of your childhood. If you did take that time, perhaps you would remember the universal axiom of childhood; everything is intriguing. Though the instinct to put everything from wood blocks to your moms curling iron in your mouth may have died at age two or three, the urge to touch and examine everything still clung to your personality. In fact, I know a good many people who still have that same curiosity (or perhaps just a generally gossipy disposition) imbedded in their psyche. The child's imagination is the perfect complement for this curiosity; normal dull objects become fascinating venues of adventure. An umbrella becomes a shotgun or a parachute, (though this latter function has often gotten me into trouble, and quickly brought me to grips with gravity) pillows become everything from discus' to construction material for elaborate pillow houses (spending time in those with candles and reading or something is still on my top twenty of favorite ways to spend time) to an airplane. Now, these principles of the society of children may seem... well, childish, but honestly, do you have more fun now than you did as a kid? Unless your childhood was marked my tragedy and misery, than you enjoyed the world at least ten times more than you do now. So my advice to you is go and get out a teddy bear and pretend that he's on safari with you. Ten times better than checking your Facebook feed every ten minutes.
ta-ta,
Clive the Hermit
PS, song of the day is Supersonic Rocket Ship, by The Kinks
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