@RickiTarr I sat in the rushing stream on the street right next to the curb and played with my toys. (Small town, secluded neighborhood, so zero traffic on our street except for people who lived on that block and knew me by name.) It was so cool, the way the water would rush over them, making a bump on the surface and an air pocket downstream. It felt cool, too, soothing even, doing the same thing to my tiny legs. The water was the perfect temperature, cool but not cold, rushing over warm pavement.

I miss the innocence of youth, and not knowing all the horrible things that awaited me later in life. I could just enjoy the beauty of the moment.