Today while I was in a meeting, returned to my carney days. After I graduated HS, the following friday I ran off with the carnival. I thought i was in love with the haunted house dude- On one hot summer day in paso robles i was making cotton candy in the candy wagon. Webs of cotton candy and sweetness were swirling in the air and i was alittle wired on some peanut butter crank. I looked up and saw this beautiful man watching me as the funnel of paper the cotton candy was collecting on twirled expertly in my hand. My arms, hands, and nails were stained with the pink and blue dye, the creases of my elbows stuck together everytime i moved, and when I licked my lips they tasted like when i was a child at an amusement park on a sunday after church. I looked forward to my 1 am shower from a hose used to clean the rides. I love that part of my life

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caffeinemonkey:
I imagine your technique can not be out done.
fairygrlz:
Thanks! I LOVE cotton candy. That is so cool you were the cotton candy girl!!!!