About the weather III
Do you like hail? It’s a form of ice pellets raining from the sky, like gods hard ice fists indiscriminately beating everything from above.
It’s a doomsday weather if I ever seen one.
Dangerous!!
Today the ice pellets weren’t big like fists at all, but small like pearl sugar. Being sprinkled by pearl sugar whilst jogging, like I was today, is more like a celebration of confetti and about as far from being a doomsday as one might possibly come. The opposite, then: A boonsday!!
Hail is versatile.
When I saw Architects they had confetti raining down on the audience!!
Speaking of which, I sometimes listen to the piano reprise version of Doomsday and pretend it is I who play the piano and sing. I do that sometimes, the people (in my imagination) never knew I was such a good singer.
It‘s just such an amazing song that one, lyrics and singing is eerie and very haunting or something, hard to describe.
Ok that’s it for now!!