It was a fairytale. My childhood was an absolute fairytale. It seemed like nothing bad would ever happen, the spirit of my 4 year old self is one I find myself yearning to have back quite often. The world seemed like such a big and beautiful place, I didn’t know sadness or pain or heartbreak. I look at this picture of myself in the backyard of the house I grew up in and my heart fills with joy and I can close my eyes and be back in that moment spinning in circles with my face turned up to the sky without a care in the world. Everything was so perfect.
Find Me Under The Moon,
B.
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