It wasn't that long ago I was wiping sticky fingers off my truck windows and crumbs from the back seat. Now I find myself cleaning dog drool and sand from all windows and surfaces. Times have changed but the chores have not.
Finding irony and laughter in life is something I love to do.
Have you ever gone fishing? If you haven't, well, that's okay I won't judge just as long as you give it a try
A smile forms as the treble lands
Slight jerk and the water erupts
As a campfire burns
Like a black avalanche being called by the sound to follow, color appears beyond the ebbing tide of birds. It's beautiful. It's dangerous. It is a fate unfolding from the heavens bore from the depths of your new hell.
It is like hot lava's pouring through your veins and the clothes you're wearing are the anti-Christ