I miss being a kid, those times when we choose coins over paper bills, when
the only way to cheer us up is eating an ice cream, bright colors makes us smile, hugs comforts us, we pretend to be asleep on the couch so our father will carry us to our bed, jigsaw puzzles.

As we grow old our desires become more bigger. We forget to be happy and contented with those little things. We end up wishing and asking for more. We find happiness to things that in the long run didn't really matter.