Our time as Kids

playground0-1-1492001 A playground now just filled with our memories.

Let’s take a trip down memory lane for a few minutes. I mean how many of us actually have time to do that on a daily basis whilst dealing with our busy lives?

When you do get the time though, don’t you just miss when everything was much easier? When we were young we couldn’t wait to be adults and now that we are adults we wish to be kids again… *smh* The aspects of life

I remember being a kid, the only thing I ever worried about was whether my friends were going to come out to play or not. That’s it! Nothing more, nothing less. Fast forward to the present; here I am having to deal with every thing life throws at me. I don’t even think I’m barely coping

If one doesn’t have to deal with the stress of assignments, tests or exams then it is bills, bills, bills! Life doesn’t get easier from here on.

Is it a bad thing that I want to be a kid again? Even if it’s just for a couple of hours. I want to go back to the times when I played “Marabaraba” with my friends or “Mogusha” I’m telling you that those were the days. For those who don’t understand what I said, feel free to ask

A trip down memory lane is always good for healing, it’s like a Bookmark in our lives filled with excellent memories; there for us to revisit whenever we are having bad days in our lives

 

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  1. I sometimes wish I could go back, then I realise that being an adult has it’s advantages too. Great post though, I guess reminiscing is always appreciated. And you could incorporate things you miss to your life now. Things don’t always have to be serious, at least that’s what I think. 🙂

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