Late night. Special night. Staying up late to watch The Wizard of Oz. I am seven. This is my second time watching Oz. The first time, I was four and much more impressionable. Impressionable being a fancy way to say that I was too young for the flying monkeys and the green witch. They scared the 'be Jesus' out of me which really, when you think of it, wasn’t that hard as I didn’t have much Jesus in me at that point in my life anyways.
Sometimes or a lot of times, I will post passages from my writing. This is one of those times