Sketching the pea illuminator
Hello Reader,
Today I waked up like bubble gum that has been chewed extensively and thrown on the curb in a cold day, which was stepped on multiple times and which became one with the curb..crunchy, sore, no elasticity...I felt all the pressure of the passing vehicles' on top of me....Oh nooo.... not the lorry..!
I am still tired, my nose is clogged, and there is a constant influx of flow in the back of my throat coming from above my nose...it seems the change of seasons is getting the best of me...lately it started to be colder and I guess that I caught cold the other day....as I remember waking in the middle of night very cold and chilly...no blanket was able to quench my need for warmth that night...
At this point I have stopped writing early in the day, from this part on is after 8.30 pm...
we have just got in and dried ourselves, I am drinking my zero sugar ginger ale and IKEA's lingonberry concentrate (the light red one, I might accidentally mixed up the name, there is a dark purple one and a yellow one, this one is red!) mix...its a really good mixture, I strongly recommend it..
We dried ourselves because we got drenched under the rain...
when we started walking it was really raining peacefully and slowly, my dog didn't complaint as much as she usually does so we walked quite a bit, it was peacefully we were getting wet slowly but on my headphones there was a mellow music playing and the roads were empty, there were no one around except us..than when we are at a place where we are farthest away from home, the skies opened up and the rain speed up so the music playing in my headphones got excited and fast and not as mellow and slow before...my dog started to run like crazy...there is this thing with my dog that she cannot stand running people probably she is considering it extremely weird 2 legged creatures moving around fastly...so whenever I start to run when I am walking with her she get so upset and angry, she usually turns to me jumps around tries to stop me running by trying to jump and bite my hands, like saying to "..me why don't you use all four legs like me stupid, why can't you run like a good dog being..."... so whenever she starts running I have to keep up and I should not look like or give her the impression that I am running behind her...but stupid dawg when she started charging forward like there is no tomorrow...my legs can only keep up to a certain level on fast walking....I had to run to keep up with her...reader I am close to 50 and thanks god I am in good shape and I can keep up with her...so it was raining like crazy my dog is charging forward like there is no tomorrow, my poor legs trying to keep up with this madness, than my dog turned back to me and started to act crazy because I am running behind her to keep up with her...the music in my headphones turned to heavy metal at this time like its fucking keeping up with me...it was soo weird...I hardly calmed my dog by shouting stop 2 times to her and dragged her leash hardly to prevent her jumping on me...thanks god she came to her senses quickly; probably because she saw something else and forget about my running (adhd)...
reader I am soaked, tired attacked by a dog (my own dawg), you know its one of those days....
Sour cream shifted, bleak underneath diet guitars
Proof of kitten leashes, and aloft time to borrow.
Sketching the pea illuminator, sprouted foul pit influence varied,
brut significantly round the rush of braves and the macho of coincidence
bloating a fake memory beat in sewer smoke.
King H. Ironson
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