Friday, April 24, 2009

Running through the dessert.

I spend a night in the desert once, only the sun never sent, it never got cool. I was there on a quest for something, but after you have traveled through the sun, you don't remember such trivial facts as why you are there at all. I, or someone like me, was traveling with 2 other people, whom I knew very well, but whom I don't know who are. We were holding a small tent over our heads as we walked to protect us from the heat. We got what we were looking for but someone came, we knew them but didn't know why or from where, she hit us with a bus told made a dramatic speech, of which I don't remember even one word, and flew off into the sunset with her bus. I remember making it across the desert or more specifically I remember being at my destination with no idea how I made it from there, across the ocean or two or why someone hit me with a flying bus, or what I was in the desert for.



(ya that's right I said dessert, it sounded more delicious than desert)

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