Alas, it is raining again, this time in the form of a very loud thunderstorm. L
Our dog,
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
Striking quietly
On that note, I will now end this entry
Bassman560
3 comments:
I always wake up amazed that I am still breathing. I've always wondered if someone else thought about that.
It's funny & wierd all at the same time! Oh, and did I mention cool!
What a gift, to breathe in and out!
Especially BACON!!!!!!
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