Laser Rain Launching UFOs

2024.12.21

Good morning, that wonderful way.

Hello, rise and shine.

Your friendly Ghos+ here.

How are you? Better than yesterday?

Hope so.

Even if yesterday went well it can always go better.

The theatre of sleep had an intermission for me, an hour or so midnight snack.

Some dreams are loud and wake us riled up. A rock concert while we sleep.

Sun's coming up. Abe is on the loveseat watching The Firs for squirrels out the window.

Light snow while we slept.

Baby powder splashed blanket on the happy first day of Winter's grass.

The neighbor's night lights give way to the sunrise.

A gray smudge sky trying to be blue.

The sky's planning snow.

Been living here long enough to know, the sky's planning snow.

You ought to give it a try. Write a description of your sky.

Wild ones are the best.

Outlandish expressions of everyday things often are.

Maybe text one to an unsuspecting friend.

"BTW. Gorillas are playing Pong with multiple cloud balls in the sapphire sky."

"Oh, TY. Gray UFO's drop laser shards of water onto the city park's hopscotch here. TTYL."

"👍 Put up your forcefield. ☂️🛸 TTYL."

What's a friend worth if you can't be a weirdo with them?

The highway sounds picked up. Saturday morning business drives by one car at a time.

Abe lost interest in the prospect of squirrels and nods off staring at his food bowl, eyelids heavy snap open just before they shut. He knows I'll fill it soon.

He's right.

Take care, watch out for laser rain launching UFO's, at least put up your forcefield or an umbrella, and have your better day.