Aug/092
Childhood memories
Whether it’s the fact I’m turning 32 in just under two months which means it’s that time of the year again or perhaps I’m just in the mood for nostalgia, I’ve been having little memory flashes of my childhood a lot lately. In fact, everytime I have one, there’s this awesome sound effect, akin to a great fwwooossh that precedes it. Thank you, oh precious LOST.
No, the thing of it is, I keep having little scattered memories of what I enjoyed as a kid. Oddly enough, none of these memories include the following items:
- Spreadsheets
- Math
- Checking my voicemail
- Financial planning
- Watching calories
- Eating items found in a V8
- Pushups
- Guilt
Point is, I think it’s either my subconscious telling me that my life is out of whack or, radioactive super intelligent ants have crawled inside my brain and are messing with my wiring. Either way, message recieved super inteligent insects. Sort of miss spending my days with what I imagine consisted of any number of the following tasks:
- Avoiding all things to watch the Disney Afternoon, more specifically Darkwing Duck and Tale Spin
- Riding my GT Performer everywhere, one of the main contributors to the Museum of Scars visible on both my arms/legs.
- Playing with my Transformers/GI Joes in tactical battles against my sister’s League of Dolls
- R/C Cars and Micro Machines
- Captain Power VHS game
- M.A.S.K.
- Writing and reading all things fiction
- Everything Nintendo
Just the same, needed a reminder for myself of all the fun things that adulthood likes to grind into a tasteless gray paste at times.
I leave you, with this: