Mission to Please
It's raining this morning and I think that is very fitting. I like the rain, especially when I am nervous or -thinky-. If it was incredibly hot and sunny, than I would feel even more stifled. I think the overcast skies and constant rain have a definite calming effect. Even if it doesn't and that is all in my head, I am thankful for it anyway.
Weird dreams were had last night. I was on the phone and my friend's brother was in the next room. I heard a weird click on the phone and a weird flashing came from the other room. I was talking to my friend and she said that electricity was arcing in his room and that I should help him. She said that everyone is always scared to do this because it just -looks- scary, but she didn't think that I would be. I wasn't. I was more curious than anything. I got up off of the bed that I was sitting on and walked to the room. Sure enough, bright blue arcs of electricty were coming off the door. Sort of like in those glass balls where you can touch your hand to the surface and the pink or blue streak will be attracted to it. I reached my hand out, I did hesitate a little bit and touched my hand to the door. The hairs on my arm stood up but nothing really exciting happened. The electricity did, however, stop. I heard a muffled thanks from behind the door and I told my friend on the phone that I guessed I fixed it. Whatever -it- was.
Weird dreams were had last night. I was on the phone and my friend's brother was in the next room. I heard a weird click on the phone and a weird flashing came from the other room. I was talking to my friend and she said that electricity was arcing in his room and that I should help him. She said that everyone is always scared to do this because it just -looks- scary, but she didn't think that I would be. I wasn't. I was more curious than anything. I got up off of the bed that I was sitting on and walked to the room. Sure enough, bright blue arcs of electricty were coming off the door. Sort of like in those glass balls where you can touch your hand to the surface and the pink or blue streak will be attracted to it. I reached my hand out, I did hesitate a little bit and touched my hand to the door. The hairs on my arm stood up but nothing really exciting happened. The electricity did, however, stop. I heard a muffled thanks from behind the door and I told my friend on the phone that I guessed I fixed it. Whatever -it- was.
HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA! Wow. Thanks for taking care of my b rother's electricity. That arcing is a real problem now and again and without people like you to put an end to it, well, it just might keep arcing. *gasp!*
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