You see things differently at different phases of your life.

It has become quite clear to me at this point, why they always say that being a child equates to being care free, to being without worries. Being a child again means mostly good things to most.

But a child worries too. She worries whether she will get to play after she finishes her homework. She worries whether she will get the toy she always wanted for her birthday this year.

These matters seem so minute juxtaposed against the worries of whether one can save enough for retirement, whether one can survive the economic downturn, whether one can find the meaning in life.

But a child also worries whether her parents and her friends will love her.

And in the midst of our adults' concerns, I feel that this represents a fundamental, human need that everyone feels.

It seems to always come back to this: LOVE. The most complicated four letter I feel exists in any human language. (Of course, in every human language, it may not always be a four letter word)

But beneath that lies something more fundamental... something more that caused the stone tablet to crack that fateful night to break the curse of the world.

I miss writing like this.