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Monday, October 18, 2010
The Long Childhood
A wandering, dawdling gait? Check.
A long path ahead, with a bright but blurry destination? Check.
And mum and dad watching quietly from behind - perhaps receding a little? Check, check.
Childhood, in one one-hundred-and-fiftieth of a second. (Blink and you miss it.)
What's exhilarating and frightening is that we don't grow out of this. We've all the same fragility, waywardness, potential and precarious independence - only we're taller, and we can choose when to buy ice-cream.
Three cheers for the long childhood.