When I Was A Boy

When I was a boy, the whole world seemed enormous. Growing up felt like a constant game of catch-up, trying to fit into a world that was far too big for me. I remember the day I could finally touch the ground while sitting on my bike – what a day that was! And when I walked across the crossbar of Mom's clothesline, it felt like balancing on a tightrope high in the sky, even though it was barely taller than Dad.