Today I let Sebastian out of the box for an hour or two. Now the lid is back on, but he keeps thumping on it. He wants out. He wants to run rampant in his little world and show it to me. He wants to play and do what Sebastians do best…program computers.
What I want to know is how a genius teenage boy got into my brain? Cause really, it’s not like we have a lot in common. Other than wanting to create our own worlds, I suppose.
In other news, I’m sick and tired of going over blurbs and synopsiseseses and opening scenes with a fine-tooth comb. Just saying.
I want to go play with Sebastian. I’m sure it would be great fun.
I’m sitting on the lid. But I don’t want to.