I have mentioned about how this day has been a watery one, the correct word however should be waterlogged.
Today began as a sweltering block of dim-witted Friday; you could feel your spleen sweat..and just when I'd decided to dunk myself in a swimming pool for the rest of the day, Friday shocked me with a deluge of unmatched proportions.
A thunderstorm, followed by voluptous rains, complete with its own sound and light show.
It made such a gasping din, what with the blazing electricity searing the skies and intermittent flash of gods own camerawork, that I began to wonder if it's not some kind of a sacrificial ritual, wrought upon us (the lesser of the species) by the heavens themselves.
The local news would be most informative in supplying with the answers for how many mortals unwittingly gave themselves up to the Lightning carnage and I feel like I might reserve my death toll curiosity for another day, when I find myself in a grief proof sphere; just to jolt me back to life..for now however I will dedicate my time to cursing this day, and being not alone in the house.
Having been successfully ousted (day dos) from my study room, I resign myself to watching hilariously upsetting television and being an efficient hands on chambermaid and part time valet, for his majesty is in da house, and is rather prone to messing up the domus in most ingenious of ways.
I tried clicking a picture for purposes of visual effects, to highlight the intensity of rains, except the water droplets have gone from looking like water droplets to looking like mist in the background, if you will.
There's to be a way to click pictures with your eyes and airdrop the image into your phone.
Some kind of bio technological marvel..perhaps some day.
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