Once again I want to return to that summer of 2005 when I was 8 years old.
Fantasizing about making my own decisions but not yet making them.
wanting to be one of the adults but not yet
ready for it.
learning and hearing about things , people and everything that’s in between because I want to and not because I have to.
Once again I want to go back to that place from where I wouldn’t be just thinking about this poem but living it.