I can't explain why all my old toys and old cartoons affect me so.When I hold a toy in my hand, or watch an old video, it's like rekindling a very small piece of my childhood, and just for that brief instant I'm back in a time of innocence and grace and seeing evrything for the very first time. I'm bcak to where bed sheets spread over chairs are hidden fortresses, and where a stack of paper can create an entire airplane fleet. It's back to a time when you;re still accepted just for being you, and when nobody cares if you make a mistake. I want to be six again.
