dancing fountain
Originally uploaded by elisabeth montgomery.
i wished i could join them in their dance, their freedom dance. its as if they were oblivious about the people around them, staring, as they ran around the fountain. jets of water bursting periodically, monotonously. i got bored after awhile. how could they run around non-stop? i wish i have their energy, their boldness to do whatever they please whenever they please.
i had a vision for a moment.
i imagined that i was with them, not as a child but in my adult body, running around with nothing more than my speedos, screaming, jumping, enjoying.
come to think of it now, its a rather disturbing thought.
now, i see why i didnt people didnt want to grow up.
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