Kids.

We're born innocent. Until birth, we only know of the warmth of our mothers, and muffled sounds of the outside world. It's not until we're exposed to various realities over the course of what they called 'growing up' do we being harsher, more cruel, and more similar to the people who we once did not understand.

There's something about childhood that gets me. In their world, the greatest problem is how to coerce mum into buying them an ice-cream. They don't need to worry about where their next meal is going to come from, whether they'll have a roof over their head the next week, or what they're going to do with their life, if they'll be able to do what they want with it even. At least they shouldn't have to. Their priority is growing, observing and learning from the world around them.

Chocolate Shop in Whangarei

Perhaps that's why children bring us so much joy - they remind us of more simple times.