The Echoes of Gilli-Danda: Why Childhood Isn’t Just a Memory, It’s a Map

The good old days! Growing up is overrated. Who wouldn't want to have too much energy to burn, not have to worry about carbs when you eat that burger, and, as a kid, have two? And the beautiful time when I still thought girls were gross while secretly smiling ear-to-ear at Kelli. If the fallen cone had been extra tasty, as a child who cares, I would have still had ice cream.