Today I fulfill my childhood dream to see Jaws at the movie theater. 
(^^^)
I can still recall the anger and frustration I felt being told I was too young and the movie would give me nightmares. The annual viewing of a tornado in our neighboring state sweeping away a young woman to a place where they make her sing slow earworms while creepy flying monkeys try to kill her is totally okay but a shark, in an ocean far, far away, protecting itself against an insane ship captain and drunk dudes taunting it with roast beef is not? Oh I had nightmares alright! nightmare of cruel adults in their ridiculously unbreathable plaid polyester repeating “because I said so” over and over. Shudder.
But finally those nightmares can stop and I will see and hear “you’re going to need a bigger boat” (while I wonder why the hell they didn’t take Hooper’s fancy one in the first place) with popcorn and from the height and width it was meant to be shown. Finally.
sugar TANTRUM 