Back in those days

Today, I saw a little boy walking happily with his mom. They looked like they were just coming from a barbershop because the boy had a fresh, clean haircut. His face was beaming as he held his mom's hand, hopping along and humming to some silent melody in his head.

It was a simple moment, but it brought back a flood of emotions. I couldn't help but envy the boy's carefree life. Watching him, I realized how pure and simple it is to be a child, to have the freedom to be utterly happy without a single worry. It made me long for those days, the innocent joy of being a kid, where the world seemed so much brighter and simpler. In that moment, I couldn't help but yearn for the freedom and happiness that comes with being a child.