I think I just miss being young, and unaware. Learning phone numbers by heart. Knocking on your friends door, to see if they could come out and play.
Playing in the park, until the sun would dip below the train tracks. No need for a phone, nor a watch. That's how we knew, time was up.
Unboxing nerfs guns at sears and then hidding in the clothing section, having a full on war. The verry patient security guard who kicked us out...
I'm probably due for my next: Maison Columbia selection...