I used to spend hours upon hours at the park after school. I remember glancing at the swings and making a dash for one as soon as it was available and always trying to swing higher and higher. It always felt good to feel the late summer breeze on my face as I reached the peak of my swing.
This was a time when my only responsibility was to complete homework. Now it’s all so different; at times I feel I’m growing up too fast and at others I feel as if I’m slowly aging. I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, all I want to do right now is swing higher and higher.
(via youngadvocate)
