>15 Again<

If it is possible I am fifteen again.

I feel like my life is sitting in front of me and the Yellow-Brick-Road of excitement is available and many Munchkins are dancing and singing...
I shall make a thigh-meat chicken soup today, add a few saltines and some very freshly ground pepper. Some good egg noodles in the broth.

Fall is knocking at the door and coolness is edging its uncomfortable self into our rooms.
15 yet again that would make it 1973....

Heaven forbid...