7 a.m. Every Sunday, bought time the golden sun pierced the navy blue blanket sky with holes of starry sky. Causing it to be purple. Then pink. Gold. Then a radiant sky blue. All the colors still captured in the small, scattered Cirrocumulus clouds even long after their gone. Even if the forecast said thunderstorms … Continue reading Hay Day
Nathan was always the most adventurous of my brothers, he was willing to go whenever, wherever, even if it was a rollercoaster in pitch black. Which was part of the reason I was sitting behind him screaming like a six year old, on a rollercoaster. In pitch black. This had all started as a chance … Continue reading Actually Going to Space Would’ve Been Easier