Nov 02, 2005 15:08
Rene, come back. I need to play with you. We need to find an awesome playground and go play. Or we need to make a fort in a tree or something. Just come back. No one here understands the need to play in a fort or go to a playground and play pirates. Or mercenaries.
The only climbable tree in my yard now has spiderweb all over the trunk, and that makes me sad. I'm going to have to find somewhere else to sit and read today. I want to put on my sneakers and go climbing and find myself a tiny spot to sit and read a book or something and then I want to play with action figures and make tiny forts for them to hide in.
Can I be ten years old again? Just for today?