Posted: March 17, 2012 in Uncategorized

Every year at this time, I feel nostalgic about playing marbles. It just seems to bring back pleasant memories of my youth. That wonderful feeling that a long winter was finally over and that you could go out and get dirty again. I guess I just miss that feeling of innocence, where the only care in the world was playing marbles with my friends, or riding a bike for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. I’ve long since lost my marbles, but it would nice to get out just one more time with a friend, and just for a moment forget that I was anything more than an innocent schoolboy. Maybe I’m just feeling a bit old these days.

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