I'm only 18 years old but life already lost all its magic i felt when i was a kid...
Yes more than you will ever know I have a nostalgia folder with 1645 elements in it including childhood pictures and such and other albums of my childhood and even teenage years. and in the corner of my room I have boxes of school books and other stuff from childhood and arts and crafts from kindergarten I still have a box of my old Yugi-Oh cards and miss my childhood every day and sometimes dream of hanging out with childhood friends.
I always say that childhood and teenage years are living, adulthood is just existing because despite of depression as a teenager I had a lot of fun and excitement and lots of friends and social circle so life was still fun. But back at my childhood I have missed it ever since I hit puberty I remember one sleep over at my house where me, my brother and best friend at the time a childhood best friend pulled and all nighter I was 13 they were 12 but even at 13 years old I missed my carefree childhood so at around 6am in the morning while the sun was slowly rising and it was chilly outside not cold but just refreshing cool weather and I convinced them to climb the fence into the kindergarten which was closed since it was a Saturday just to experience the nostalgia, it was so intense back then at 13 nothing had changed everything looked exactly the same as when I went there those 7 years ago but everything seemed so much smaller like I was a giant it felt unreal like being instantly transported back into that world that was long gone back in to the time where I lived paradise on Earth i.e. my childhood.
The most magical feeling if I am to return to topic is Christmas time to wake up and see the ground covered in a thick layer of snow the same with rooftops, trees, branches just everything a beautiful snow covered landscape it felt so magical and the excitement was so hard to contain especially opening presents on Christmas Eve the 24th as we do in Scandinavia and when "Santa Claus" (my dad) came in with our presents and we really thought it was Santa it was so exhilarating.
But every single day until Christmas Eve felt amazing like there was sprinkled magic dust all over everything even just waking up every morning walking past our Christmas tree and the smell of the tree and the beautiful lights was such an amazing feeling, damn just writing about this make me miss it so much please take me back to that wonderful life of a paradise that was my childhood
