Childhood memories were like airplane luggage ; no matter how far you were travelling or how long you needed them to last,you were only ever allowed two bags. And while those bags might hold a few hazy recollections- a diner with a jukebox at the table, being pushed on a swing set, the way it felt to be picked up and spun around- it didn't seem enough to last a whole lifetime - Unknown
Now, i really miss Bali and all my childhood memories there....
Always...
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