Cos i Liked the view

Sometimes I feel like I was rushed through my childhood and that I didn't have enough time to do things I really wanted to. Adventurous things, silly things..

All I wanted to do was to hold on to whatever time and friends I had, and yet all that seemed to vanish in the blink of an eye. All that 16 years of studying - it got me to where I am today, but did it make me a better person? There's so much I dont understand, or know how to react to. Could life have been a better teacher?

Now I seem to be chasing my lost childhood dreams that I wish I had. I think it's really silly. But I always feel a sense of comfort looking back at my naivete. And I'd wish that time didn't pass so fast.