My world was truly as black and white as an episode of ‘Leave It To Beaver’.
One day, at the local carnival, I wandered over to Professor Butterscotch’s booth.
Having paid his three dollar fee, I walked through the curtain, into his magical fantasyland, a world of plasticine and bubble gum.
I wore oversized kaleidoscope eyeglasses, the better with which to understand and to recognize it all.
So far I haven’t seen an exit but I’m so hoping there’s an available way to get out.
There’s no one I can ask.