I WANT TO…

Run around barefoot on soft green grass, laugh and jump and whoop, run through laundry hanging on a washing line in the sunshine, build a fort, flop down giggling and exhausted in a heap. Eat candyfloss, make a daisy chain, do a cartwheel, backflip into a swimming pool, sing along loudly while driving, run into the sea really fast, make up a ridiculous choreographed dance routine, eat hotdogs with loads of mustard and ketchup, freewheel an old bicycle down a hill and not have to go back up it, order a takeaway and sit on the floor watching silly films, invent insane cocktails, say something funny, hear something funny and laugh so much I can’t even stand up anymore.

You know?