Trampoline parks are amazing. There is something wonderful about jumping around with abandon, no care in the world. Sure, there are the sprains, twisted ankles, crooked necks. But the dazzlings smiles and laughter make everything worth it. There is magic in being carefree. Magic in not having to worry about the world. What I am trying to say is that I went to a trampoline park today and had an amazing time. It could have been the zoo. It could have been home. But it was a trampoline park. And it was refreshing. It’s funny how you don’t even realise how tiny things make your day. And honestly, going out did make my day. I bounced. And it didn’t mean leaving the party. The party was bouncing.