I was thinking about how much fun I had when I was younger, not worrying about anything, like when cutting siblings hair was seen as a good
play activity. It didn't matter that your hair would never be the same again for weeks. That your mum had a melt down when she saw the pair
of you with hair all over the sink or that the other kids laughed because you shared similarities to Arnie Pye and Jane Lane. It didn't matter
because it had been exciting & eventful and dare say fun. I want to not worry. I want to have fun. Doing the things I want to do. Then capturing
it to remiss about later.