Anyone remember how to play?

To a child, play and imagination ARE the world. As we gain experience, other things become important (thankfully) and play becomes different. Think of how bored you would be were you not to have advanced in life. I think your memory is playing tricks on you. Yes, playing alone for hours could be wonderful, but reality is filled with wonder also. Look at a leaf! Look at a flower. The beauty is incredible. Were I to sit and play with matchbox cars today, (old guy here), I am sure I would be bored by the time I sat down. After all, I have done this before! Things were magical to us as children because they were NEW, unexplored things in life. GW