Why cant I be a kid again? No worries.

 

Last night I had a dream that I was a little kid again living in Mexico. When I woke up this morning of course my first though was that I did not want to go to work but I also though about how happy I was when I was little even though I had so much crazy things going on with my parents. When I was little and I lived in Mexico everything was care free for the most part. I lived in a small town/city in the southern part of Mexico. San Jose de Gracia Michoacan brings back really good memories of my childhood. I remember I was a bad little gal my mom use to be so mad at me because I use to find some scandalous things to do. I recall one time me my brother and my friends got out of kindergarden and there was this big puddle of water and mud and we all just went to town in looked like pigs afterwards. Every time I think of that I just wish I was a little kid again so I did not have to worry about nothing, no bills, no work, no college, and no drama. When we are kids everything seems so easy and nice we have our parents that give us everything they can and we just focus on the small stuff. I know part of being an adult is growing up but sometimes I just wish I was still my moms baby. I know many of you are going to laugh at me but I do not care because my childhood was so full of adventure, trouble, traveling, hiking, among many other things. Now that I am older I like the city but there are also perks of living in a small town.