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I can't stop desperately clinging to my childhood. I have been going through a lot lately, and I recently read The Little Prince. That book brought back so many memories and was so moving and profound that it just pushed me over the edge. I can't come to terms with the fact that I will never be able to go back to my childhood. I feel gutted and desolated. I adore the character of the little prince. I saw a puppet show adaptation of the book when I was little. I volunteered at that puppet theater for a couple of days last year. I miss that theater terribly. I don't know if I will ever visit it again. I wish I could have volunteered there more often. I desperately miss all of my childhood friends. I wish I could just go for a long walk in the bush and never come back.