tl;dr Sepia-Toned ChronocentrismThe sun has this beautiful fucking warm glow, the sky is really blue, the grass is really green and smells like... grass... I have this wonderful fucking boundless imagination and I always manage to make the best of things just by sitting in the living room and watching the sun set (like aliums invading), I start questioning my own existence and my (our) place in the universe physically, I'm 3 grades smarter than my own group, I can get proper sleep and wake up at 8, I actually want to get up and watch cartoons all day, I'm entitled to all the things a child is entitled to (screw bread crust), I play the SNES all day, Cheat Codes are the shit, I can run around the house if I want to, play with my Hotwheels cars, build a giant mess of legos, VHS still exists, the Library still exists, books are actually fun and I actually learn things that I've never known before in them, the internet is for porn GAMES, my tastebuds are still relatively young and everything tastes like fucking pure essence, growing up with a 70s kid and an 80s kid who quite literally are all a decade apart from each-other (save the black sheep -me-, who is 9 and then 19 years apart), poop jokes make you GOD, making fun of all the hit pop song artists and their songs (like Britney Spears during the 2000s hng) also made you GOD, TV in general was just mind-numbing fun (and a little bit of CARTOON violence smuggled in), Windows 98, there is no such thing as a Iphone or an Optical Mouse, Floppy Drives are awesome, MS Paint is the best photo editing software ever, the Ravine at the back of my house is still there instead of a Strip Mall, the most complicated math problem is "7x8x11x14x100,000,000,000,000,000/2", Music is new and exciting -and- I'm only beginning to explore that world for myself... everything is just so pure and innocent and naive and I honestly can get a good night's sleep at the end of the day instead of being high-strung or worn out, and yet still unable to take complete comfort in putting my head on a pillow in incredibly subtle fear for my own self and the well-being of the world around me.