wakin up
by The waking world is full of noise. The sound of what seems to be like a hundred small birds is everywhere around me, as if simultaneously awoken into song by my own awakening. Outside the world is very crisp and cool; in the distance i can see clearly the hollywood hills. The sound of a nearby main street is making a steady and loud noise, a noise that competes with the silence of this perfect morning and the chittering song of the birds.
I don't know why, but today the world seems perfect, like i can expect something good out of it. It seems that ther is like a divine warmth and radiance everywhere in this morning, and i can feel it making me happy. It's a beautiful morning. And it just might be a beautiful day
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Adam, you are amazingly optimistic.
did you just hit puberty this morning?
I love days like this. Crisp. : )
okay same morning... woke up heard the bad kids that live in the house behind me rolled out of bed stumbled around hit the wall so the birds would fly off my roof and stop that horrible chirping landed back in my bed placed my head on my now cool pillow and pulled the blanket over my head...
