I tell you, the storm last night was LOUD!
I was woken a couple of times because of the thunder. I mean, it was really really loud and it was not one of those 1 time thunder. It was a prolonged series of thunder, all at one shot. I must admit that I was a little frightened by it, because thunder are just like surprises. The only sign of it would be the lightning but when the storm was directly over you, the thunder followed so close to the lightning that you barely had time to cover your ears.
I wonder how many trees were uprooted last night or were there very many broken branches?


I really must stop being so prone to mood swings. Dem, that sounded like I was having PMS or something, but no. I got to learn to hide my feelings better. I mean, sometimes, when you are out in a group, everyone is out to have fun, so why ruin it just because you are feeling down. Face it, when you need to bitch, do it with a couple of close friends and not show your mood in front of a group of friends who are out just to have an enjoyable evening. Thats the trouble with me. Aiyah... sorry about that.

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He used to be able to pick it up and held it to his face. Now he was old and it was too big.
The man had found the little puppy shivering in a corner of the corridor on a rainy afternoon. It was a stray and was obviously cold and hungry. What attracted him to it were its eyes. Even though the whole body was thin and shivering, the eyes looked at him and they were very much alive. He knew that he had to help and helped he did. That was 15 years ago.
Joey, as the man named the puppy, had grown well under his good care and it was a puppy no more.
The man had aged together with Joey. Today, as he remembered, was the exact date when he had found Joey.
Joey had moved from being a playful puppy to a faithful adult and right now, he was a tired old dog in the twlight of his years. He knew it and the man knew it.
They had been spending more time together the last few weeks. It seemed that both knew that they needed to spend some quality time because their days together are diminishing as the clock ticked on.
They had more walks and with each passing day, the walks got shorter because both really could not take the distance. Instead, they spend more time sitting around in the vast hall of the house. The man on his rocking chair with Joey always laying down to his right. From time to time, they would looked at each other for a bit.
Somethings are meant to be but like all things in life, nothing is really permanent, especially life itself. Both of them know that. But they do know that they had spend a good 15 years together.
Nothing is permanent? Hmmm... what about the memories in our minds, the mental photos and of course the love in our hearts?