In Kindergarten crayons held endless possibilites. They could create whatever pictures my imagination had in mind. I was free to express my creativity without limits. The colors on the page seemed to construct a figure and come alive. Each character drawn had a life full of mystery and wonder.
Where are the crayons that hold these enchanting promises of adventure today?
Sometimes the only way to recreate the energy of excitement we once knew is to become a kid again, pick up a crayon, and expierence the endless possibilities.