I wish I was a kid again. I wish I was still cute and never lost interest in wearing sparkly and brightly colored shoes. I wish I still had that no care attitude, and that imagination that told me I can be and do whatever I want. I wish I was still bliss with ignorance, and I wish I still had that want and fascination to know what the world can offer me. However, I do not wish to be a kid all the time, because I don’t wish to still have a bedtime. Let it be known, I love my sleep. I sleep at every chance I get, but I don’t know how much I would like it if someone still told me that I had to go to bed at a certain time.