The Wheel of Non-return
Childhood - a place which you cannot enter twice but where your most colourful dreams are still alive
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One day it becomes very clear that childhood is gone and there is no return.
There will never again be such a spontaneity. Wishes will not be as bright and clear any more as when there was only one thing important right then, and no consequences existed.
Everything has become too complex, too artificial and too similar. Every desire now has to be worked through long and hard in order to squeeze another scintilla of joy out of this life while staying within common decency.
In childhood, any trifling matter, like a wooden toy horse found in the attic by accident, could bring joy of the magnitude simply unattainable now – neither with a vacation on Côte d'Azur, nor with another lover or a new car.
But the most powerful sensation of childhood was the anticipation of something new that you could only guess about. Like when you know for sure there is an ocean of joy and happiness waiting for you, it is just that you don't know what it will be exactly like yet.
It is like dreaming of a bicycle, which you never had or even tried to get on, but you hear boys in the street yelling ecstatically as they zoom by on their bikes. And you know – one day, very soon, you will too...
There will never again be such a spontaneity. Wishes will not be as bright and clear any more as when there was only one thing important right then, and no consequences existed.
Everything has become too complex, too artificial and too similar. Every desire now has to be worked through long and hard in order to squeeze another scintilla of joy out of this life while staying within common decency.
In childhood, any trifling matter, like a wooden toy horse found in the attic by accident, could bring joy of the magnitude simply unattainable now – neither with a vacation on Côte d'Azur, nor with another lover or a new car.
But the most powerful sensation of childhood was the anticipation of something new that you could only guess about. Like when you know for sure there is an ocean of joy and happiness waiting for you, it is just that you don't know what it will be exactly like yet.
It is like dreaming of a bicycle, which you never had or even tried to get on, but you hear boys in the street yelling ecstatically as they zoom by on their bikes. And you know – one day, very soon, you will too...