When Things Were Simple

Just a piece of something I’ve been working on. Let me know if you’d like to read more :)

When I was about three years old, I knew how to have fun by myself. Of course I don’t know this from my own memory. One of my uncles owned a video recorder and got great use from it. There is one tape in particular from my little cousin’s birthday party that comes to mind.

All the kids are enjoying the party. Hanging around in the kitchen, waiting for the food to finish cooking. The camera pans to me. In a totally different room. What am I doing? Having a blast throwing balloons in the air. By myself.

What happened to three-year-old, balloon-throwing me? When did I stop knowing how to have fun with myself? I don’t remember exactly what age. But I do know exactly why I stopped having fun by myself. Boys.


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