A child stretches his arms out as he sit under a great blanket of stars.
"This is my world!" He says."And I can be anything I wish."
I can shoot outlaws with my glance, and fire laser beams out my fingertips.
I can be a doctor and diagnose elders with a lack of fun and girls with a major case of cooties.
I can be a galactic avenger and eat space foods like mac and cheese in the shape of dinosaurs and chicken nuggets.
I can ride my bike all around the block and back and not be remotely tired.
I can look at myself in the mirror and care less about my hair or my face and more about which tooth is going to pop out next.
An adult stretches his arms out as he sits under a great blanket of stars.
"Where has time gone?"he says "Why am I not happy anymore? When I look at other people they shoot me down within seconds and point at me and command me to do useless tasks. My doctor keeps telling me I have more and more issues. Wine is the only thing that soothes me anymore, and if I have to take that beaten down Chevy to the station one more time I'll have to ride my bike to work and back."
An adult looks himself in the mirror and sees no one looking back.