"Red rover, red rover, let ______ the ______ come over."
Yes, let me, the dog, cat, cow, bird, you name it, come over.
It's amazing how as a child you can imagine so many things. You can be what you want to be, and overcome any obstacles with the guidance of your parents' hands.
As I've grown older, I've realized that I could no longer imagine or dream myself out of the world I live in. My parents' hands have started and will eventually be completely loose of my grip. I sometimes wonder if I have completely lost myself in this journey towards adulthood. Am I merely a shadow of my former existence?
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