Weird Stuff at Four in the Morning



Nature called in the wee hours of the night, somewhere around o'dark thirty, so I climbed from the bed, stepped over the bunny and staggered through the rv. Instead of moving the baby gate, I elected to step over it, usually not a big deal, but at 4am when you gotta pee, it's probably not a good idea.

Anywho, I waddled down the steps out into the darkness, my sleeveless, floor length mumu flapping in the breeze, my hair being tossed  around with wild abandon as the cool morning wind whipped through the holler. As I moved along my now well worn path towards the trailer, I was transported somehow, to another time. I looked up to the moon, scattered clouds moving past it like the eerie opening to a music video for an 80's power ballad. Suddenly, I was a young maiden, making my way through the wilderness to meet my lover, a forbidden rendezvous where we'd met many times before.

My gait was spirited as I envisioned myself as the heroine on the cover of a trashy paper back novel. Something rustled the grass as I passed, surely a tiny wide eyed woodland creature, perhaps on it's way to meet it's own lover.

As I reached my destination and my strange new surroundinga melted away, it dawned on me...

COLD MEDS ARE AWESOME!

That is all.

Later Taters!

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