As much as we wish we can keep going forever, eventually we have to stop. When my sister stops, she usually crashes. During these times, its easy to go back to what we loved as little kids; feeling small and insecure makes us need comfort, and what comforted us years ago will still comfort us now. However, the older we get, we often feel guilty for enjoying what enjoyed as kids. We feel like we should outgrow it. I know my sister feels like this especially. That's why I love how big she looks in the little kid swing. Sucking her thumb, she looks vulnerable and scared, like all she wants to do is just fit in the swing. I love that she doesn't because, it adds to the feeling of the picture.
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