once we were a child...

it was such a fascinating moment for us to dream, to explore things which are beyond our wildest imagination. we were awed by even a slightest different new discovery. yeah, that was when we were young, when we were a child. i just watched neverending story, for the second after i watched years ago while i am still in my elementary school. watching it for the second times give me this sense of question of how on earth do i can be awed by this such foolish and childish story? seriously, i was questioning the plot, the special effects, the dialogue and even the music! is that film is such a terrible one? or is it me who is changed? i still remember how i was fascinated by the story during the first time i saw it. the film makes me wanna fly, wanna jump into the movie and be part of it. and i still remember how beautiful the song was when i listen to it. but now, even the song seem kind of weird. when i think about it again, i believe that it is because i am the one is changing. when we were kids, the world looks like a limitless field of discovery place, where everything seems possible. without any hurdles or oppression, we dream and imagined of whatever things that we can think of. all those fantasies and dreams are likely to be reached. now, in my 20's, i kinda being skeptical about life. no more dreams, no more limitless boundaries, and no more wild imagination. i look at life like it is a stagnant stage, where reality hurts, really hurts. sometimes i wonder where have the old me gone? the old me who will questions even the slightest oddness that he see, the old me who will try to find the answer, the old me who likes to create new things, imagining i am in such various, wonderful places? where have i been...?