I don't think I would go back, for fear of who I'd end up like at this age.

For the most part, I like where I'm at, what I've been through, and how it's shaped me. No use ruining a good thing is there?

I do miss that feeling of no responsibility, but at the same time, I knew so little compared to now, and I like that power of knowledge. My mind seems clearer even in my early twenties.

If I want to go back to my childhood, I just pop in a 6-hour VHS of nothing but taped Scooby Doo episodes. That usually does it for me. ~