At a young age, I found myself very into reading, ripe and eager for learning. Specifically, I remember the time that my crazy uncle introduced me to the world of Calvin and Hobbes.

If you have ever read any "Calvin and Hobbes" by Bill Watterson, I’m sure you've found yourself laughing at nearly every comic strip. Also, if you started early like me, I’m very sure that you found yourself very confused by the comics where Calvin is using big, descriptive words or Hobbes is making some philosophical statement.

Recently, I returned to reading the comics in my spare time, and I haven’t looked at them the same way. As a kid, I remember loving to read the thrills between the two characters. And I still want to be like Calvin in all his annoyance, sincerity and love for life. I see my love for adventure now as a consequence of reading about the wondrous excitements between a 6-year-old boy and his tiger (stuffed, but real).

I read them now, with more understanding of the philosophical statements and a bit of nostalgia. But I also yearn for the days when youth made life seem so much better. However, I'm also thankful that I've learned so much throughout the years, helping me understand the harder ideas that Calvin inquires about, hoping that Hobbes will answer.

Both of these moments in my life, youthful adventure and present understanding, can be linked in a sort of union. They are garnered in a sense of appreciation, evoked through desire for learning and expressed through inward reflection with hope that these articulations can be utilized in the world around me.

I've always wanted to be Calvin. Some days I wish I had the guts to be as honest as he is with his own life; he lives in neither denial nor dejection. Since growing older, I wonder often what It would be like to return to childhood and relive the days where nothing was imposing a strict will on the timeline of my play-days.

I think we all wonder every once in a while whether or not it would be worth it to travel back in time or even if we would if we could. But I think that's what Calvin and Hobbes does for its readers. It was made for those who like to reminisce, those who know they can never go back. Perhaps that is why these comic strips mean so much to me now — because they allow me to exercise impossible thought in a world full of possibilities.