I wish. In reality, I am beginning the third week of not leaving my house.
But I am here to say, you know what one of my favourite things is about having kids? Cause there are a number of them:
One of my favourite things is how being around them takes you back to my own youth, and I can remember feelings and experiences that would otherwise have remain untriggered, pushed into some old storage box in the attic of my brain.
I love remembering the feeling of no schedule or time limitations. Remembering being so unconscious of self and unafraid of men's judgments on you: such freedom. Exploring the veins in a leaf for as long as I felt like laying there in the grass. Listening to an entire symphony on headphones, giving my attention to nothing else, eyes closed, absorbing every nuance and colour. I probably sang along too. I'm sure that was brilliant to observe.
I would put on a 2nd Chapter of Acts or Phil Kaeggy album and dance around my house like a nut job. I loved it. I thought I was amazing. I would play air piano along with the band on the coffeetable. Actually, that`s not true. I played air piano on the top of this big stone elephant that I assume was a plant stand, I don't know what else you would do with it, except play air piano that is.
Fun times.
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