As a grownup, I sometimes get weary facing the realities of life.
I get nostalgic for a time when my biggest concern was eating my Bomb Pop before it melted
or making sure my Dixie Cup was filled with Hawaiin Punch. The fact that I
was consuming red dye no.40, blue dye no.1, and tons of sugar never crossed my mind.
I just enjoyed the sweet, yummy goodness. Ah, youth.
I get nostalgic for a time when my biggest concern was eating my Bomb Pop before it melted
or making sure my Dixie Cup was filled with Hawaiin Punch. The fact that I
was consuming red dye no.40, blue dye no.1, and tons of sugar never crossed my mind.
I just enjoyed the sweet, yummy goodness. Ah, youth.
