It was too drizzly to stay at the beach this afternoon so Bone and I drove around a bit and looked at houses. I was thrilled silly to find this tree house trampoline somewhere around 88th street and landside. My parents forbid me from going on my neighbor's rusty old trampoline after I almost knocked my head off my neck when I was about 8. I never forgave them for it.
This is a fantasy and a concussion all rolled into one. I love it so much.