Embracing the Breeze of Childhood: Rediscovering Presence and Imagination

It was raining this evening and there was no electricity. While I sat in the dark browsing my phone, I feel the breeze from outside with a familiar smell. It's been such a long time I got that smell and it reminded me of when I was very young, maybe still in primary school and I will stand by the window when it rained looking at the drops of water flowing as I listened to the sound it made. 

The smell that reminded me of that moment is the fresh smell of heavy rainfall. I used to love the breeze that carries that smell of rain 🌧️ because it was refreshing to inhale. 

And what stroke me the most about that moment years ago when I was a kid is that I would think only of the rain and sound it was making. I would let myself enjoy the moment and even wander off dreaming about things that made me happy. 

But now I can't enjoy the moment not to talk of dreaming like I used to because of adulthood. My head is full of responsibilities and tasks I have to do all the time. When it's raining I'm already thinking and praying that they should not cut electricity like they did today because I have things to do and the blackout will slow me down. 

Life o. These are the things that make you realize that you are growing old indeed. 😆😆

I thought of this and I wanted to share with you guys because eh. I need to get back to who I used to be when I was a kid. I miss that part of being a child. The ability to be present in moments and dream of anything your imagination can make for you. I think I need to practice it more. What do you think? Did you have such moments as a child? Please share so that we can relive the memories 😊