When I was a child I longed to be older
    to choose what I wanted to do
    to have power and authority to go and do as I pleased.
        My world was limited,
        my choices seemed few.
    Still, I knew my neighborhood, at least a slice of it.
    I rode my bicycle where I pleased.
    The world  was a huge place, and I expected I would eventually move through it
        like I move through my neighborhood on my bike.

Today,  I am older.
    I can go, literally, almost anywhere in the world that I please.
    But I do so only rarely.
    Instead of moving through the world like a kid on a bicycle
        I seem to stand in one spot, and the world moves past me.