I remember a day. A day when I could wake up, get ready, and wait.
I would wait for someone to drive me to this place and that place. I remember a day when my main goal was to maintain straight A's.
This was the same day I would dance for hours, read at will, and sing without concern of the harsh criticism from others.
During this day I could not relate to the songs on the radio, but I would sing them as if I could.
Oh how I remember the day when my only competition was my brother. My brother who is only older by one year.
If I could beat him at racing, I was the fastest person on Earth! I remember a day.
A day without worry, anxiety, depression, self esteem issues, deadlines, gossip, drama, death, pain, broken hearts, health problems...
I remember a day.
A day in the life of my childhood.