Preaching to the choir

Once gone, youth can never be recaptured. Childhood is fun and magical and full of wondrous activities. We may want to revisit those times, attempt to recreate the magic. Sometimes, maybe we even can feel a little bit of the old magic.

But more often than not, we fall on our butts. And break a wrist.

I do not think I will go out for roller derby after all.


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