I want to go back to having a child’s perspective on everything.
Yes, children cry. But it’s about something that has just happened, it’s a reaction to something, rather than constantly worrying about what’s coming in the future. I want to go back to a time where I used to imagine myself travelling the world, exploring unknown forests, climbing mountains and trees, making weapons out of sticks to survive in the dangerous woods – and all of that was met with dreamy eyes and excitement.
Nowadays, I’m afraid of heights, would not be able to face snakes or spiders, and am on a permanent state of anxiety about the future and what could be coming.
How do you change your perspective back to the innocent one of a child? Because I feel like as you live and learn, you find out more about the dangers of life and you naturally try to avoid them, sometimes worrying for no reason.