the slower you read the more sense it makes....

I stood in the dark, humid, heat laden night looking up at the nearly full moon. I guess in three nights it will be blue and the world can freak out again. I listened to what seemed a thousand frogs and crickets causing a mild roar as the high level clouds sat still as an oil painting. I question the sanity of many and look at their words with amazement as they try to convince the unthinking ones of lunatic ideas that tend o make me laugh these days. I think a change of scenery is perfect.