Friday, February 3, 2012

MY CRYING BABY

Popo kept me up all night. not joking. a little thunder storm started it all at about 10 p.m. He finished crying at about 5 a.m. no reason. short storm. but he was pathetic. whimpering, crying, moaning. we had some thunder tonight but no reaction from him. you know, the same thing happened to me a long time ago. i wanted to get certified so that i could dive on the barrier reef. it took me 3 repeats of the course to graduate. i was working in a chemical plant at the time and had a fear of climbing/heights. when i finally finished that scuba class, i had lost my fear of 7th level of vibrating open grating floor.

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