` Thinking Back `

` Thinking Back `

Thinking back on myself, always fantasizing about growing up

Thinking back on fleeing my little town, escaping from it all

Thinking back on not being who I thought I was, and those childhood longings

I'd have conversations with myself from time to time, if I were to speak to that child

I’d talk about admiration
I'd talk about the things he is coping with now
I'd tell him this will be who you are the rest of your life
I'd be curious about his daydreams

Now and then; I do feel like I’m still him, that child with daydreams

Words ✍sjbeaux
Art 🎨 Andrew Wyeth - A Boy Daydreaming, 1951.

~ Writer's Inspirational Thoughts  ~

When I think back on myself as a child, I can sometimes think back on the ways within which I was always fantasizing about growing up or getting out of our little town or running away or not being who I thought I was. And I suppose that’s part of every childhood. But sometimes I think, if I were to speak to that child, I’d talk to that child with admiration, saying that the things you’re coping with now are things that will be you for the rest of your life. I have conversations with that child from time to time, and I’m curious about what he sees. And now and then, I feel like I’m still him.