Just the quiet, subtle beauty of the world seen through the eyes of 5 year-old me. The smells of my grandma's incense, fall leaf litter, moss, dry forest air. The sun's rays cutting through the branches and warming my closed eyelids. Feeling the ground beneath my lap actually feeling like a part of it all.
Didn't know how much things would change for me the following year when I would start the first year of the absolutely soul crushing experience that was schooling, changing me for the worse. It was also when I would be introduced to electronic games, and addiction that further seperated me from the world I've grown to despise.
I told my wife that was basically my goal in life, to regain some of those fleeting moments of beauty and meaning I found so long ago.