10/10/10
I think it is perfectly normal to miss being a kid. I have a theory that everyone does. This is what my song “September” is about; the fear of growing older and losing life’s simplicity. The beauty of simplicity is interesting, in that it is something only noticed when you look back and say, “Wow, I really miss that.."
I’m not going to go into detail about what I miss specifically about my childhood, because it’s my childhood, not yours. I’m not trying to keep anything private. That would be redundant, anyway - this being a public forum.
Everything I write on here is unfiltered - and it’s totally subjective. For example, I had a lot of feedback from people who disagreed with certain aspects of my last blog, which is totally cool. In fact, I prefer to hear back from people with different angles. I don’t publish anything believing that I am speaking on behalf of all mankind. But, if you do agree with my original theory, then fill in the blank(s). Think about what you miss about the simpler times in your life. I know that might seem like a really unfair thing to do to yourself, especially if you’re someone who’s hit kind of a rough patch lately. But I feel there is a certain strength in nostalgia.
I lie here this morning on the floor of a friends apartment in Boston, MA, staring up at the ceiling as the sun begins to fill the spaces in between the vertical blinds. I’m catching my mind retreating backwards in time. 20 years flew by really quick. And I’m going to try and make something of today before I blink and another 20 pass.