1WhoKnows1

Remember when getting high meant swinging at the playground, the worst thing that you could get from the opposite sex was cooties, your worst enemies were your teachers. When race issues used to mean who ran the fastest, where war was a card game, and the only drug you knew was cough medicine. A time when the only thing you smoked were the tires on your bike, where the only thing that could hurt you was skinned knees, and the only thing that got broken were your toys. Life was simple, but what I remember the most was wanting to grow up. Then growing up, and wishing that I was still a kid.