+Fall days.

+When cartoons were original and fun.

+Being able to eat what I want and not having consequences.

+Not having to rush because play was the most important thing in my life.

+Taking the L train downtown with my Grandma and exploring the city on our terms.

+Not caring what I wore, as long as it was comfy.

+Jumping in piles of snow and leaves.

+Experiencing real seasons, not bullshit Arizona ones.

+Family gatherings.

+Dreaming and truly believing I could be anything I wanted.

+Writing my stories and poems.

+Climbing crab apple trees at the park.

+Snow days and snow men.

+Carving pumpkins and baking the seeds.

+Trick Or Treating, even though it’s too cold and you have to wear terrible long underwear beneath your costume.

+Going to Haunted Trails with my Dad and being so amazed at how he won at everything.

+Loving music just for the sound, not what the artist looked like. Just liking it because of how it made me feel.

+Performing, the way I used to.

+Going to the pumpkin patch and being too scared of the haunted houses.

+Hot chocolate in the morning on the way to school.

+Playing with my little brother.

+Making my family proud.

+Getting really stoked about candy.

+Spending time and getting along with my Mom. We could talk about anything.

+Spending the weekends at my Grandparents in the country. Watching scary movies and going to the market to pick corn.

+Reading with my Grandma and my Grandpa.

+Playing music in school and singing in choir.

+Driving or walking with my Grandma to look at the Christmas lights.

+Living in close range to an amazing city.

I miss so many things. It’s amazing how I can look back and enjoy all of these wonderful memories.

What do you miss most?