The tax base is lower.

I want to go to McDonald's and think it's the best place in the world to eat.

I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make waves with rocks.

I want to think M&Ms are better than money 'cause you can eat them.

I want to play kickball during recess and stay up on Christmas Eve waiting to hear Santa and Rudolph on the roof.

I long for the days when life was simple.

When all you knew were your colors, the addition tables and simple nursery rhymes.

But it didn't bother you because you didn't know what you didn't know and you didn't care.

I want to go to school and have snack time, recess, gym and field trips.

I want to be happy because I don't know what should make me upset.

I want to think the world is fair and everyone in it is honest and good.

I want to believe that anything is possible.

I want to be six again.

I want to think that everyone, including myself, will live forever.

I want to be oblivious to the complexity of life, and be overly excited by the little things again.

I want to watch cartoons on Saturday morning in my pajamas.

I want to live knowing the little things I find exciting will always make me as happy as when I first learned them.

I want to be six again.

I want to be naive enough to think that if I'm happy, so is everyone else.

I want to walk down the beach and think only of the sand beneath my feet, and the possibility of finding that blue piece of sea glass I'm looking for.

I want to spend my afternoons climbing trees and riding my bike, letting the grownups worry about time, the dentist, and how to find the money to fix the car.

I want to wonder what I'll do when I grow up. Maybe this time I'll be a fireman, or a cowboy, or an explorer.

I want to travel back and build a snowman without thinking about anything except whether the snow sticks together and what I can possibly use for the snowman's mouth.