I used to imagine what would happen if I was to get stranded in an island, away from traces of civilization or anything equally affective as the relatively fast-paced life I've been used to for the past years, and find myself out of words or even ideas for that matter. The only things I'm certain of being the following: (1) that it would be weird; and, (2) that I wouldn't like it. Actually, it being weird was a giveaway, I think; it's the second one that was a little more trivial. I mean, I didn't actually know what exactly was it that I wouldn't like.

And then, the you-see-it-happen-before-you-but-then-not-to-you scenario happened. Yes, once again, I was given the privilege (I hope so) to learn something without experiencing. Yes, I now understand why Peter Pan didn't want the Lost Boys to go back to the real world with Wendy and her brothers. It would just be.. beyond words.

Finally, I admit the fact that I have changed.

And I accept it with bright eyes, my whole heart and a grin to boot.=p