It's Easter tomorrow but I'm not excited in the slightest. It's sad that as the years go by family events like Easter and Christmas get less and less exciting. I remember back in the day when I'd be up at the crack of dawn to see what Father Christmas or the Easter Bunny had brought me. Too excited and buzzing so much that I couldn't sleep and having to be the first one up out of bed to go on a frantic Easter egg hunt and collect more eggs than all of my siblings. But now it just feels like any other day and such a chore to have to feign enjoyment for the sake of younger generations. Why can't these feelings be relived every Easter for the rest of my life? It's such a shame that as we mature, we lose our childhood innocence and lose all these fantastic and unique experiences. So, is it maturity that increases as we age or do we lose something important that made life so much more fun? This is a question that's been bugging me all year and I just can't seem to find any explanation.
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- x-Jan-x
- Ledbury, Herefordshire, United Kingdom
- Hey, my name's Jan and this is my blog and if you've ended up on this page you're either a pro internet user or I posted my url all over the internet. Anyways, I'm 17 and in college and I just thought I'd make this to share all the random thoughts that pop into my head in the hope that they will interest people. Enjoy =)
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