My My! How do you keep coming up with such new meanings to life? Its truly amazing! The images and the thoughts are enough to keep your mind engaged for ages.
"When did I grow up?" is such a poignant mystery to explore! I guess by the time you are old enough to ask this question, you are already too old and lost your childhood. And all we are left with is the old sweet memories. Places we cannot go to anymore and moments which we cannot re-live. Only solace is perhaps the presence of images which can satiate our nostalgia for the past. Treasure these memories my friend!
In the words of Bill Waterson "Childhood is short and Maturity is forever"
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