Canth Clroy

OK, so I’m determined right now to write about something that happened yesterday. The only thing that comes to mind immediatly is nothing. Then I thought about this dream I had the other night where I was in this dark tunnel, so dark that light was literally being sucked away. It was “Beyond Dark” and it was a terrifying place but I knew I didn’t have to be scared. Then there was this room with books all over and a glowing green circular thing and a box. But that seemed to existential for me to discuss in this blog. So instead I thought I’d talk about the rain.

Yesterday the rain was kind of hanging in the air. It wasn’t like it was coming down, it was just kind of there and when you walked through it you got wet.

I did nothing to celebrate the Constitution on Constitution Day. I must be a bad American.

When war was first fought:

The weapons were rocks in the pockets

When wars are fought now:

The weapons are pox in the rockets.

Discuss…

Canem and I were walking down the hall at Church. There were double doors in front of us and a sign on each. One said “To Room A and Room B”. The other said “To Room C and Room D”. We wanted to go to Room A. I went through that door. Canem went through the other door. However, we both ended up in the same hallway to Room A.

It’s not that strange I guess. It was a double door.

I thought it was chicken, turned out to be fish. Not good. Not good at all.

The other day I saw this ant walking on my driveway. He was a lone ant just looking for food or its way home or something.

I took this photo of him (or her) and then it went on its way.

I don’t know what became of the ant. It’s probably dead now. And regardless chances are I will never see that ant again.