The weekend after first semester, I went to Disneyland with some friends, for the first time in a really long time. I really wanted to see the fireworks, but they were canceled that night, much to my dismay. Being there kind of felt surreal for me—I felt like I was transported back to my childhood, back to the time of more innocent and naive thinking, a time I miss so much. I wouldn’t mind going back again (and again).
