It is really fascinating, there is a flavour I am experiencing which is familiar, it must be how I experienced being alive when I was younger, back then it was normal to experience life like this, it was before ‘I’ became a full blown identity. And it is almost as if those years of being a full blown identity were just 1 long drama that deep down I always knew something was wrong with. I remember thinking this as I entered my teenage years, there was a faint memory that life used to be so clean, so magical, it was almost as if those magical years were a dream or a life lived by someone else. But I did experience life like this when I was a child, then the period from around 12 was as if a living nightmare compared with what was before.
The flavour which I am talking about it is so clean from ‘my’ influence and the world around is so deeply magical, it is as if living in a fairy-tale. But the most astonishing thing is that this is not new for me, I lived like this once upon a time. Richard did write that it is about re-discovering one’s naiveté.