after effects.

after spending an entire afternoon in the park, i've realized that parks have this strange effect on me. not the "i can't stop taking pictures at parks because they're so unbelievably pretty" kind of effect. although, that does tend to happen every single time. i mean the kind of effect where something comes over me and i care about absolutely nothing else except getting my turn to hang upside down on the monkey bars or sliding down the slide. i watch the little kids playing in the sand and remember why i loved recess so much. i hear the sound of the ice cream truck as it passes by playing those annoying little tunes that always seem to stick in your head even after the truck is blocks away. and as that song rings through the ears of the little kids, i watch them jump off the swings or climb off the bars and chase after the huge ice cream cone mounted on top of the truck.

and after this afternoon in the park, i've also realized that i've suddenly been fascinated at the fact that i miss being a little kid so much. i haven't the slightest idea as to why this sudden fascination has appeared, but it's making me regret wishing that i could be older when i was younger. but the good thing about it is that i've learned to take things one day at a time. besides, i've found that the best things in life are worth waiting for.