Was the world a different place when we were little?

Are you a dreamer? Do you love stories and fairy tales? Curling up with a good book sounds like a great me-time to you? Maybe you often let you mind wander off to distant lands or distant times, maybe you´d like to run around or dance in the rain like you did when you were little. You might have written a poem or two. Not only you talk to stray cats, you are sure they understand you. Maybe some of these things do sound familiar to you... :)
As we grow up, our world starts shrinking. There were no limits to imagination, no excuses needed for dreaming and so much magic in every day. Now, we often complain about how little time we have, how bleak and repetitive our workdays are, how much money we have to grind in order to pay the bills every month. Mhm, I complain about that too. But I´m trying, trying so very hard to keep atleast a little bit of the childhood wonder in my life. I leave crumbs and seeds and nuts in the back garden for the birds, but hope the fairies have some too. I saw two rainbows in the sky the other day while stuck in traffic on my drive to work the other day. And someone left this extraordinary bouquet in front of my house the other week:

That must´ve been my angel, because the tree and its tiny flowers were just so beautiful. The world is still a magical place - just like when we were little - we just need to keep our eyes open.