19:10
..is a song by Enigma that doesn’t get aired. On local radio. I doubt it ever will. I’ve been addicted to it. For the past few days. Why am I writing in short sentences? Oh no. I’ve lost a precious ability. To write in long elaborate sentences. Usually it would make me sound real smart. Then again, writing like this. Hmm, it’s quite fun.
Meh.
It was a beautiful day outside. Windy with lots of puffy, shady clouds. It wasn’t too hot or too bright. So I took a walk with my camera. I was walking by a house that is under renovation. I spotted this little black butterfly. It was licking off the sands. Maybe licking for salt.

I just wanted to put in this picture because I don’t have anything to write about. Wait, I do, actually. A story, in fact. And it’s uh,…a somewhat heroic tale. Sort of. I think. But I think I’ll hold it and write about that some other time :p


Silly Pat
22:44
That is a true postcard picture. ^^