Childhood should be all about swings.
Swings?
Yeah, you know, how high can I go? If I twist the chains, how fast will I spin?
Or if I try and jump off before the swing stops.
Exactly.
I miss that feeling.
Yeah. Me, too.
I miss organic chemistry class. Those were good times.
I miss my first microscope.
Yeah, and I miss normal people. Can we move on?





