Posted in Books & Stories, Improv

Sheets Of Rain

 

Should I stand outside with my bar of soap? It’d work for certain. Could I finish my shower before a bolt of lightening finds me? Good question. What am I doing up at 1A.M.? Listening to the rain and contemplating espresso, would I like a shot? Yes, actually I would.

 

I love the weekend.

 

All this deep thought is calming, making me lazy, inspiring me to go back to sleep, but if the lightening desists I may put on a wash. All I have to do is rise and get the hamper. On the way I might just stop off at the bed instead. Either way I have to get up and move.

 

Yeah, move…

 

There’s a siren in the distance that’s becoming more distant, nope, closer, nope, must’ve made a left turn somewhere, distant, gone, and my internet went out. Reboot. The ravages of rain and the thunderstorm… hmm, sounds like a band.

 

 

 

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I’m a self-published author, blogger, grandma, mom, auntie and friend... I’m also a TEFL instructor, have lived in a few other countries besides the US. I love walking, cooking, reading, traveling, teaching, learning, language, movies, vampires, mummies, zombies, other assorted creatures of the night, science fiction, romance, action, adventure, classics, Latin, Soave, Chianti, D’Abruzzo, Ouzo, Sambuca, Bulleit Bourbon, Plato, the ocean and tanning.

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