Come back, little you.

I was at the park on a gloomy Thursday morning, hoping someone will accompany me. But I was wrong, he didn't show up and it was ok for me. I stroll around to find a tunnel so I can make the photo experiment on my mind. I saw the tunnel (which is on a play area) and there was a child, looking so innocent and maybe wondering about my big camera. I spent some years of my childhood on Italy and the play areas there looks like this, it reminds me of my childhood. The play area wants me to become a little kid again, so I went up to the play area and stepped on a little rope bridge where I never had been before.