The familiar world is disappearing bit by bit. We are getting older. We have stolen melons in the fields, fished in the river, crawled through the wheat fields, and caught grasshoppers. All of this seems to be yesterday, but it has become a distant memory. The watch I drew on my wrist when I was a child has never been worn, but it has taken away our good times. When I was a child, I wanted to buy everything in the grocery store, but I had no money in my pocket. When I grew up, I could buy everything in the supermarket, but I didn’t know what to buy to be happy
