"Our life is a book to which we add daily, until suddenly we are finished, and then the manuscript is burned."
- J.M. Barrie
This morning, I saw myself as a kid - clap my hand, say "I do believe in fairy, I do, I do".
This morning, I saw myself as a grown-up, knowing Peter would forgot Wendy, like my youth had forgotten me.
To night, I saw myself as a teenager, on thedge, waiting for New Moon's trailer. And jumping around like a maniac when caught a glimpse of Harry Potter's trailer.
To night, I know there's a part of me, a teeny-weeny part of me - refuse to grow up. ^_^