Nostalgia

It's kinda funny, I become the most nostalgic when spring comes around. When the season turns into spring, with warm and breezy temperatures, you are freed from a jacket and bulky clothing. At least where I live. And I become the most nostalgic around spring because spring and summer are where I have most of my childhood memories. I think to myself, wouldn't it be nice to be a younger kid again? With no worries, or at least simpler ones? Playing outside from sun up to sun set. Playing tag in the morning and man hunt at night. Not having to worry about school work, or the future. The future was the "now," the future was "what are we having for lunch?" instead of "what degree do I want to study?" should I study more for the SATs? You didn't have to worry about eating too much or too little, you ate till you were full than ran outside and played again.
What I really loved was playing in the dirt, and the mud, and out in the puddles on the sidewalk in rain storms. Being entertained by anything animated on tv and making friends with any kid who walked by. But I'm just probably forgetting about all the problems and mishaps of childhood. Being a teenage is great too, but soon I will be going to college and every now and then, I get scared. Really scared. What if I don't make it? What if everything I did to prepare was all for not? What if I'm not prepared? What if it is too hard?
I don't know, but what I would probably do is come home, and play in the next rain storm.

-Kathleen