There you were.
In the middle of that tornado.
Everything whirling and swirling around you.
It's enough to make anyone dizzy.
I wish you could have seen your face when the house finally touched down.
I wish you could have seen all the emotions that rippled across...
Change is always a bit of a whirlwind, isn't it?
I'm waiting for the tornado to land.
And I'm definitely not in Kansas anymore.