Never ending stories

when i was really young, a tv seriel: never ending stories was shown every thursday. the title song of that seriel still lingers in my head sometimes. and whenever that happens, i get gloomy. those were the good old days when i had nothing to worry about. now my life is full of responsibilities, worries, duties, and to look after so many other things.
times have changed, we all have grown up, but still sometimes i curl into a small ball when i go to my bed, and just think of my beautiful past.