Climbing To The Morning Sun

It’s a long hard climb but I’m gonna get there,
I’m climbing to the morning sun.

I’ve been down this week. This frog tells me all I need to know.

I’ve got both DVDs of the early Sesame Street episodes. It’s a bizarre thing to watch because I remember so much of it. Viewing all those little segments triggers memories of my childhood, and I remember the emotions and thoughts I associated with each bit of animation or footage. I always liked this frog one.

The funny thing about the old 1970s Sesame Street is how permissive and relaxed it was about childhood. Stoner characters, psychadelic concepts, pure silliness… I think my childhood was better than the ones the kids experience today.

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