Alas, it is raining again, this time in the form of a very loud thunderstorm. L
Welp, on to other things…
I was just thinking about life and sitting in awe at the fact that every day (until you die that is) you wake up and are still breathing.
Right now, I am sitting in my bed, smelling bacon cook. If you’ve ever had bacon for dinner you will know how wonderful the smell is.
A couple of weeks ago I took my bass amp, put it under my bed, hooked it up to my iPod, sat on my bed and played the bassiest song I had. It sounded (or felt) really cool.
Now I will, on the spot, write a haiku about Lightning.
Lightning By Bassman560
Lightning, quite thrilling
Soundless, bright’ning up the sky
On that note, I will now end this entry