I wonder now if the past always seems more child-like, more innocent. Somehow, as I look back, I sense innocence in those days.
I wonder how it will be to look back on now, the days of a movie like China Blue, days where we need to consider each purchase and where it comes from and its repercussions. Are these days innocent too?
May your memories be gentle and frolic like seals in the bay. Our perceptions are ours to choose and maybe it is to hold them in a wider gaze, where the earth is a marble of green and blue.