RECOLLECTION

"The playground in my memories was like a theme park, but the one I face as an adult feels unfamiliar. The monkey bars were my Indiana Jones adventure, and the merry-go-round was my carousel. But now that I’ve grown up, everything feels so small. It’s as if my little magical castle has crumbled. I choose to leave behind the playground I’ve rediscovered and instead hold on to the grand playground that still lives in my memories."