I am the definition of it. I want to go back to the 90s when life was simple. When worry meant not knowing which color Popsicle I wanted. When homework was just a worksheet. When being exhausted came from running around playing with friends and cousins…not from running errands and studying until my head throbbed. I hold on to things, like letters and photos. I still have the drawing that I did for that Leo love of my life so many years ago. I look at it and smile occasionally. I try not to live in the past, but the present is not where I want to be. Hurry and get me to the future. I hate this place.