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A friend of mine said he'd like to pretend to be in high school again, careless, without responsibility and thinking that you know everything already. I sent my cousin a photograph of us when we were little and he also said he would like to go back in time, and for a day be that child clutching the balloon-ball again.
Instead of looking back, I pretend to know where I'm going with big plans and options and choices to make. But honestly, I have no idea.