of sandboxes and crayons

Do you guys remember when we'd color outside the lines?

when we were to scared to disobey the teacher,

or disagree the words that came from the mouth of the preacher

when our parents were always right even though sometimes they were wrong

when disney movies used to spit jokes that we only understand twelve years later

when jumping on the tramp was better than anything netflix could offer,

and playing in the sandbox was like heaven on earth.

when toys were our best friends and we used to tell them all our dreams and desires.

I'm pretty sure my old red teletubby knows more things about me then most of my friends back then.

when we promised our teachers that we'd never do drugs or drink alcohol because I'm pretty sure they

taught us that they are bad.

when we used to eat mountains of candy and never worry about getting chubby.

when we used to laugh our heads off because the kid next to us farted.

when we used to get mad at people for butting in front of us in line

and when we thought we were punks by walking on the third tile from the wall instead of the second

when we would go to school and only shower once a week because our armpits hadn't started

smelling yet.

when we used to fight with our siblings because they put their finger on our side of the room.

when cereal was the meal of choice, even if your mom offered to make steak and potatoes.

when we didn't know what gays and transgenders were and people were just people.

when summer seemed like forever because it was basically 1/10 of our life.

when we used to beg our parents to stay up later because we hadn't had enough fun that day.

when our come back to everything was "I know you are, but what am I?"

Do you remember those days?

Do you?

Do you miss it?

Well you don't have to. You can do all those things right now. You just choose to care about what your neighbor would think if he saw a seventeen year old playing in the sandbox. Sandboxes are heaven on earth, you just have to see them that way.