Wednesday, May 19, 1999

Tonight, I saw the new Star Wars movie, and I am a child again.

I am running down hallways, swinging a lightsaber. I am destroying starfighters in a mad space battle. I am making my way down an Imperial hall, firing a blaster at battle droids.

Even my room is different. I am seeing my world through a Star Wars-tinted glass.

I am 22 years old, and I am indebted to George Lucas for wiping ten years from my life. I am a delighted child once more.

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