Hidden Deep Inside

I'm pretty sure that when I was a child I had the ability to draw a circle. Not an oval, or something that resembled a circle, but and actual-symmetrical circle. Since that time it's become a little more difficult for me to do. Why? I'm not completely sure, maybe if I sat down and worked at it I might be able to do it again, but it would take some practice.

There are so many things that we learned and loved as a child but have since forgotten or distorted in our minds eyes that they've become more difficult to do then they ever should have been. Seems to me that living a good-honorable life is one of those things.

When we where children we learned the black and white of the rules. Stealing is bad. Lying is bad. Saying "Thank you." always goes over well. Be polite. Eat your vegetables. (I think you get the idea.) Now it just seems like there is so much gray in which to deal with. If you're only borrowing it from you roommate and will have it back before they even notice, that's just fine. Sometimes the truth will hurt too much, so maybe I should soften it. They didn't do anything beyond what was expected, why should I thank them! I'll be nice as soon as they start being nice. Veggies are expensive :)

Does life change as we get older so that we need to attack it so differently than we did as children, or did we change life ourselves?

Hopefully I'll start doing better on all of these different things . . . especially eating my vegetables.