Where did the lightness go...childhood memories

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Shuya

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Today was a nice sunny day so I headed out for a walk into the woods to catch some fresh air.

On my way home I thought about my pack.
I had a 34 Liter backpack, quite packed.
In it the "essentials".
FAK, light, toilet paper, writing utensils, a large folding matress to sit on (was 2°C), spare down west, bottle of water, small solid fuel stove and 600ml pot, brews, cup, spoon, my whittling set (wood, roll of knifes, strop), folding saw, some snacks, a Leatherman, binocs, ...

Such a burden.
I thought about my childhood, when I played in the woods building huts, bow and arrow, went gathering berries and mushrooms...

In my pockets there was literally this.
Exactly this. Only this.
My childhoods knife. Some twine.
I didnt even own a phone back then, nobody did. Maybe I had a watch, not sure about that.

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I cant remember when I felt this lightness the last time.

At some point it was gone and never came back.

I overthink too much, plan too much, have too much.

If you made it this far, thanks for reading.
Just wanted to share some thoughts and memories.

Michael
 
I get it. When I was a kid, I would venture off into the woods with a pocket knife and a stick and be gone for hours. This isn't like I'm recollecting back 60 years ago or something. This was back in the late 80s and early 90s.

Today I am going to the mall: slip joint in my fifth pocket, Spartan folder in my right, Civilian in my back pocket, leatherman in my left, and a pistol in my waistband because people are nuts.

I couple probably pack the slip joint and be totally fine.
 
Steely_Gunz said:
I get it. When I was a kid, I would venture off into the woods with a pocket knife and a stick and be gone for hours. This isn't like I'm recollecting back 60 years ago or something. This was back in the late 80s and early 90s.

Today I am going to the mall: slip joint in my fifth pocket, Spartan folder in my right, Civilian in my back pocket, leatherman in my left, and a pistol in my waistband because people are nuts.

I couple probably pack the slip joint and be totally fine.
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Mall? What is mall?
 
Shuya said:
I cant remember when I felt this lightness the last time.

At some point it was gone and never came back.

I overthink too much, plan too much, have too much.

If you made it this far, thanks for reading.
Just wanted to share some thoughts and memories.

Michael
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It's called the innocence of youth. When we're that young, we haven't found out how bad and unforgiving the real world, can be, so we didn't over think it. Then we grow up and it gets complicated.

Or another way you can put it, kids see black and white. Shades of gray come with adulthood.
 
Yes. Once across the threshold of adulthood you can never go back. Would I really want to? I’m not so sure.
 
The Wonder Years ~ BMX Bicycles, Electric Racetracks, Tonka Trucks, Sling Shots, BB Rifles, .25 cent Arcades, Trips to the Shopping Mall, State Fairs, Carnivals and Flower Festivals ~ Camping Trips, Vacations, Disneyland, Knotts Berry Farm, Magic Mountain, Universal Studio's ~ Deer Hunting for the First Time with your Great Uncles and Grandfather ~ Weekend Trips to the Beach and Ocean, Boggie Boarding and Swimming in the Lagoon ~ Awe the Wonder Years ~ Playing Neighborhood Games- Duck, Duck Goose, Red Light Green Light, Red Rover Red Rover, Hopscotch, Jump Rope, Family Fishing Trips, Catching Lizards with long Grass Made Noose's ~ Chasing catching Snakes and Finding Mice Nests under wood boards and Sprawled out Spare Tires and Machinery ~ Water Balloon Fights and Squirt Gun's, Playing Army with Plastic Green Army Men and Rubber-Bands ~ and the list goes on ~ "wonder years" ~ and the Blessings of Childhood ~ Many Blessings can go Forgotten through the Hussle and Bustle of lives ~ "Reflections" and "Gratitude" ~ Rubber band Fights ~ Swap Meets ~ Hide and go Seek ~ "Ding Dong Ditch...everyone's "Neighbors Least Favorite" ~ Recollection Road ~ Good Stuff ~ Remember one year my father bringing us home a couple Mini-Bikes, a Honda 50 and a Kawasaki 70, he would take us down to the end of "A" Street where everyone road their Motorcycles and ATC's and Mini-Bikes and let us loose, that was one of the many wonderful things my father did for us me and my brother - along with everything else mentioned - and many not mentioned - honor and cherish your father and mother folks - no doubt about it ~ I see things pop up on-line that always spark a memory of one thing or another for instance, just a few hours ago seen a picture of a paper airplane ~ that's all it takes ~
 
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J's~Pioneer Style Knives~ said:
The Wonder Years ~ BMX Bicycles, Electric Racetracks, Tonka Trucks, Sling Shots, BB Rifles, .25 cent Arcades, Trips to the Shopping Mall, State Fairs, Carnivals and Flower Festivals ~ Camping Trips, Vacations, Disneyland, Knotts Berry Farm, Magic Mountain, Universal Studio's ~ Deer Hunting for the First Time with your Great Uncles and Grandfather ~ Weekend Trips to the Beach and Ocean, Boggie Boarding and Swimming in the Lagoon ~ Awe the Wonder Years ~ Playing Neighborhood Games- Duck Duck Goose, Red Light Green Light, Red Rover Red Rover, Hopscotch, Jump Rope, Family Fishing Trips, Catching Lizards with long Grass Made Noose's ~ Chasing catching Snakes and Finding Mice Nests under wood boards and Sprawled out Spare Tires and Machinery ~ Water Balloon Fights and Squirt Gun's, Playing Army with Plastic Green Army Men and Rubber-Bands ~ and the list goes on ~ {WONDER YEARS} ~ and the Blessings of Childhood ~ Many Blessings can go Forgotten through the Hussle and Bustle of lives ~ "Reflections" and "Gratitude" ~ Rubber band Fights ~ Swap Meets ~ Hide and go Seek ~ "Ding Dong Ditch..."Neighbors Least Favorite" ~ Recollection Road ~ Good Stuff ~
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You forgot our usual EDC back then was a yo-yo in one pocket and Spaldine high bounce in the other….

n2s
 
My grandfather born in nineteen-seventeen once shared with me that he was pretty good at the yo-yo when he was younger even entering a contest and winning 1st Place - my grandmother hated snakes, once went out to the washroom to do some laundry opening the lid to the washer there was a snake inside it, instead of going out the door she came in, she started towards the back door where there were four car tires stacked high blocking her exit - she says jeremy ray never knew could run so fast and jump so high easily clearing the tires and out the door ~ 😇
 
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