Little things I miss

I miss the days when I could just say and mean it, 'Mag-a-absent ako bukas.'
I miss the days when my concerns were limited to passing Math1, Math11 and Philo1.
I miss the days when I were a recluse. As if I ceased to be one.
I miss the days when dancing, for field demonstration or cheering, was required. Not that I was ever good at it.
I miss the days when I enjoyed people's company without other people impugning malice or coming to conclusions.