I devoted several days to perfecting the double wink and when I did, I was so proud of myself and felt like I was invincible and could do anything.
I'm pretty sure it was not long after this that I accidentally bent a spoon for the first time. It was at that point I may or may not have also believed that I quite possibly had super powers.
I was a silly kid with an incredible imagination that could not be contained and dreams that could not be restrained. It saddens me that I've lost so much of that optimism and youthful hope. I suppose that happens as we get older. Truth be told, I feel rather defeated and tired so many days and it would be so nice to re-capture that feeling of invincibility, if only for a moment.