I am always in awe of the slow moving bygones. I miss the old days where I could spend the whole day without stressing out about the requirements at school, or the responsibilities of being an adult that I have now. I remember back in the days, my friends and I would go to the field after our class to play and have fun awaiting the dusk to arrive. We would play with our might and best to win, we would laugh and smile at the silliest thing we could ever have, and we would cry to the tiniest cut and bruise that we would probably get.
We were just but children running along the green grass as time passes by; we were gentle and innocent about the utter chaos of the world.