first person novel style, guys
It was a dark and stormy night, only not so dark considering it was day, and slightly less stormy since there were no clouds present in the sky. Where they were? I can only guess that they have gone on strike, or perhaps just gone entirely because I wished for rain yesterday, and the world occasionally spites me.
To begin with, I really did not want to go kyaking, no, I felt that today I belonged in a park playing frisbee with the frisbee team. But there comes a time when one must ask oneself: Do I have any control over my life? And always the answer will be no. And so, on this day, I went kyaking.
On the ride up the river to the spot where we'd get in just to kyak back to where we started, I could not help but think it peaceful. The trees were green, blowing softly in the breeze, the water was shining, the birds flying around, the leaves falling delicately to the ground..."Boy, if lightning ever struck one of these trees, the whole place would just explode."
As per usual, my mother ruined the moment. I honestly don't know why I try any more.
And so the ride continued, with my mother constantly shouting "Look at that house! Look at that tree! Look at those horses! Look at that completely boring every-day thing over there! Wow! Beautiful!" Yes...truly.
And that is all i shall tell you tonight, my arms hurt, this is what my life is like.
To begin with, I really did not want to go kyaking, no, I felt that today I belonged in a park playing frisbee with the frisbee team. But there comes a time when one must ask oneself: Do I have any control over my life? And always the answer will be no. And so, on this day, I went kyaking.
On the ride up the river to the spot where we'd get in just to kyak back to where we started, I could not help but think it peaceful. The trees were green, blowing softly in the breeze, the water was shining, the birds flying around, the leaves falling delicately to the ground..."Boy, if lightning ever struck one of these trees, the whole place would just explode."
As per usual, my mother ruined the moment. I honestly don't know why I try any more.
And so the ride continued, with my mother constantly shouting "Look at that house! Look at that tree! Look at those horses! Look at that completely boring every-day thing over there! Wow! Beautiful!" Yes...truly.
And that is all i shall tell you tonight, my arms hurt, this is what my life is like.